I'm currently in a weird in-between time, a no man's land of vet school: there aren't any more lectures to attend, rotations are all finished and graded (I passed them all, woo!) but graduation isn't until May 9th. So we have three weeks of built in vacation - great in principle, but tough in application.

Many of my classmates are going on an actual vacation, somewhere warm, fun or both. Since we're buying this house, we don't want to go shell out anything for a trip just now, even for a long weekend. I'm sure our hands will be more than full with the house when it comes time, but until then it's work for him and keeping busy at home for me. And there are plenty of little things to do: submit paperwork for my state license, go through things to prepare for an upcoming yard sale, communicating with our relator and attending inspections/etc. and of course various household chores. I do allow myself to loaf - I got three books at the library yesterday! - and I know I need to let myself rest up before work begins (June 1!) but I'm starting to feel antsy already and I still have five weeks until I start work! Ack.

Today is my last day of veterinary school. Three years in the classroom, under the fluorescent lights, cramming pages upon pages into my brain for the multitude of tests. I'm a little sad that I'm not at the school with my classmates to feel that undercurrent of excitement all day long, and that I didn't get to participate in our class's "prank" where the fourth years decorate the school elaborately on the last day of classes every year. In a way, though, I'm glad that I've been apart from my classmates these last six months because (hopefully) it makes our final goodbyes less abrupt. Really though, I know I'll be crying on graduation day because these 62 people have been a family to me this whole time. Away from my parents, sister and husband, they were the people to make me laugh and hear me vent, the only people who could truly empathize. I will miss them all dearly.


A long time ago, I wrote three things that I wanted to do when I got out of vet school: volunteer, run and learn photography. And I think now is the time! With three weeks until graduation and another month until work starts, I'm considering starting out by finding a place to volunteer. Hopefully by building them into my schedule, I can keep it up even when I start to work.

And last but not least, Danny and I have put an offer in on a house! I'm hopeful that it all works out smoothly and we can be in by the middle of June :)

I've been writing and re-writing this post for a while because I can't decide what route to take to convey my thoughts. In a nutshell: I accepted a job offer this weekend.

I am excited, nervous, happy and relieved. For the first time since applying to residency programs, I'm not wondering where we might end up, how we might get ourselves there, how we will set up our new life. We know where I will work and already knowing where Danny will work as he's kept his job, we now know where we can plan to live. So we've climbed back into the house-hunting saddle. For the first time in our relationship, we can find a place together. After living with my parents these last five months, and after three and a half years apart before that, we are so ready!

Here's to the upcoming next chapter of life :)