I'm still here. In fact, I'm still literally right here, here at my parents' house, here in Maple Grove. I have been looking for an apartment with gusto, but haven't found one that doesn't make me feel nervous or itchy, one that doesn't smell like smoke and cheap floral air freshener, and one that has less than 16 registered sex offenders in a .5 mile radius. Yowza, Minneapolis, when did you get so seedy?
For those of you who don't know, I'm in the process of dating a guy from Scotland, and even more importantly, I'm trying to get him over here legally. But that's a whole other story. My goal now is to find an apartment in a neighborhood that doesn't make him nervous when he comes to visit. By the way, he's coming to visit in November and staying until mid-January! That's right, he's coming for the all-important Holiday Season, meaning he'll get to participate in the all-important Meeting of the Extended Family, which means he'll be subjected to Ridiculous Questions About Being Scottish and Embarrassing Stories About When Christina Was Little. I. Can't. Wait. In all seriousness, I can't wait to see him again. I can't wait to have another Christmas with him, and I can't wait until he sees how much I can pack away on Thanksgiving. We'll see if he regrets putting this ring on my finger when he sees me gnawing on a turkey leg and fighting my cousins for the wishbone...
Anyway, how are you? I have to say, I'm feeling wildly optimistic about most things, despite how all over the place things are right now. I went to the hospital today and got poked, prodded and tested as part of my pre-work routine. The lovely people in HR welcomed me to my 'new' position and then scheduled my orientation. So, this Tuesday, I'll be learning how to park in the hospital parking garage (again), finding out how to swipe my badge in order to get paid (which I've probably done over 1,000 times), and discovering where the cafeteria is (the one I ate at every day for 2 1/2 years). Hey, if they want to pay me for 8 hours while I sit there pretending not to know these things, who am I to stop them? I am really, really happy to be getting back in there, though.
Probably the most important thing contributing to my optimism is the news that my mom's surgery went perfectly, and she will not be needing further treatment! In all seriousness, this is the best news I've heard in a long time and I'm relieved to push away any of the nasty 'what ifs' that lurked in the back of my mind. There really isn't much I can say about it--it's hard to put that kind of good feeling into words other than "YAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!" and "WOOOO-HOOOOO!!!"
OK, that's just about enough from me. I'll see some of you soon, and one of you not nearly soon enough.
xo
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