This weekend is the last one before finals begin. Part of my brain knows that I should be studying neurology, because holy terrifying, Batman!, but the other part demands that I remain in my fuzzy socks and bathrobe, eat candy, read other blogs, read free stuff from iTunes...anything but study! As it's snowing outside and I feel cozy and warm inside, the second half of my brain is winning out currently.

As a compromise, I decided to do a bit of cleaning (it's amazing how quickly the house returns to chaos...entropy wins again!) and to write another letter of intent for another external rotation. Fortunately, this only required a letter and my resume, so after polishing up the latter and whipping up the former, I sent them off. I had received a positive email from another potential rotation site earlier this week, so I feel as though my ducks are starting to stumble toward something of a row formation. It's pretty scary but also exciting; I can't wait to be done with school and start living a real life. The idea of actually starting to work as a vet and having my own place with my husband and not having to put everything on hold is fantastic, but almost seems too good to be true. It's like an oasis in the desert - I want it to be there, I need it to be there, but when I see it, it seems impossible to reach.

I imagine time will just continue to slip by and before I know it, I'll be there. One foot in front of the other.