Well what do you know, it's been almost a month! But that is totally acceptable in our case. You know how some people say they just didn't have time? Well, I actually didn't (that means I'm so much cooler than anyone else who says it obviously).
This past while has been...insane. Most of you probably know, but I'm sure some don't, that I actually was accepted to grad school. I don't think I posted this anywhere and went back to my graduation post to check and didn't see it, so I'll talk about it (possibly for the second time). Just when I had pretty much given up hope about getting into grad school this coming year and trying to steel myself for another year staying here, I got an information packet from a Forest Institute of Professional Psychology. And it seemed awesome. We paid the money and applied and they actually offered me a PsyD opportunity there. It seemed perfect! Everything had just fallen into place. Until it didn't seem perfect at all.
I heard a few things about the school and researched a little more and got some very conflicted feelings. Becky and I prayed about it for days and we finally came to the conclusion that the school wasn't for us. I'm sure that had we gone, our lives would have been just fine and not any worse for the wear, but we felt that there were other things. It was a very hard decision. I had been wanting grad school for months and had worked so hard since the fall to make sure that I would get in. Now to find that I did and was going to say no? It was rough. I waited for a few days and finally felt like I needed to tell them right now that I wouldn't be attending. So I sent them an email and never heard back so I assume that they got it.
The next day we were going to go to the zoo! Remember that post? Dinosaurs and tigers? Yeah. We went with our friends Aleece and Damen and had a blast. Over dinner conversation turned to work. Aleece actually works in a hospital psych ward. She told me they might be looking for someone and gave me the information. Thus started our new adventure.
After getting in contact, I got an interview. I was told that I would need a CNA (certified nurse's assistant) certification to work there (it's kind of law now) and I was willing to pay for the (rather expensive) class out of pocket. He told me if my reference checked out I would have the job. We were excited! Something worked out like a miracle! And when I called him to tell him the date I had signed up for the class, it seemed that something was wrong and he said he would check with his supervisor and to keep in touch. I guess some crazy things happened with work and I heard he went on vacation, but all I know is I couldn't get a hold of him for two weeks. My class started on the 27th of June, and Becky and I decided to just forge ahead and have faith for the best.
The next week and a half were insanity. I was waking up at 6AM to get to class on time and coming home at 7pm, where I would balance dinner, some family time and a nap before 10 when I would leave for work. I would get home around 3 or 4 in the morning for a nap before starting it the next day. The actual class ran from Monday to Friday, and then I had clinical days Saturday, Sunday, Tuesday and Wednesday. The first two days I had the same schedule, but Tuesday and Wednesday I was up at 4:30 in the morning and was back home around 3 or 3:30 pm. And then I finished. Finally.
It should be noted how amazing Becky was during this whole time. She gets lonely and misses me when I leave for the grocery store by myself, and she toughed out ten days of barely kissing me and saying hi while she handled Chloe (who has now officially started teething) by herself. I have the most amazing wife in the world. She truly inspires me and without her I couldn't have made it through.
I called again and was told that...I was being offered a job! It was so relieving and exciting to know that not everything was in vain. We are still breathing a huge sigh of relief while scrambling to get everything done. We need an apartment this month up in Salt Lake (which translates to lots of gas money checking out our prospects), I need to turn in my two weeks notice for Target (and Becky for her job) though I'm not sure when my exact starting date at the hospital is, and we need some sleep.
Life is so good right now. I love it every day and I wouldn't have it any other way. I hope all of you feel the same about yours.