The end of my pitiful rope

I am SOOOOO sooooo done with work. DONE. Can't take it anymore! DONE!!! I guess I hope no one from work reads this - it's probably dumb to gripe about my job on the internet - but I'm nearing the point where none of that even matters to me anymore. I just want to be finished! I have 5 weeks left. That's not a long time when counting down to your wedding, but it's an eternity when counting down the 8-hour days you have left to work. I worry that I'm simply not cut out for the daily grind. That's actually a BIG part of what attracts me to emergency medicine - it's not the same schedule every week, and even if it is, it's not 5 days in a row. Even having to work 12-hour shifts looks appetizing to me, because it means I don't work EVERY DAMN DAY (except weekends). And even having weekends off is sorta useless, because that's when everyone else is off work too and wants you to do stuff. Which is mostly fun stuff (which is why we always end up doing it), but still, you get burned out on running around all the time (even if it's the fun kind of running around). You all know what I mean. I LOVE hanging out with friends. I LOVE going out for a drink. I LOVE meeting up for lunch. I LOVE going to parties and cook-outs and boat outings. But I also happen to LOVE vegging on the couch, sleeping in, snuggling up in bed early to watch a movie, lazy mornings with big breakfasts and nothing pressing to do... that stuff never happens to me anymore! I keep telling Ben, we're seriously going to have to get more protective of our weekend time once I start school and our weeknights become less about "together time" and more about "study time". I guess we'll adapt, like everyone else does. It's just so hard to choose between time with friends and time to recoup and chill the heck out!

Anyway, yeah, I'm just not good at this. My body also seems to be taking it's sweet time adjusting to my new schedule (the part where I'm getting up at 5:40). Although that's really only about an hour earlier than I used to get up, so I don't know. I guess that's a ROUGH hour though. However, it's very nice to be able to leave work around 2 every day, because that usually puts me home around 3:30 (unless we leave late or hit horrendous traffic, neither of which is exactly a rare scenario) - a full two hours earlier than I used to get home. And it also means I'm home when things are still open (like banks and such) so I can still get a few errands done on weekdays. And I can also snag a quick nap before hubby gets home (though despite the best of intentions I never end up actually sleeping... I always seem to find something to get into and then before I know it it's time to make dinner!). Speaking of dinner, I think I'll quit my complaining for now and go figure out what I'm going to make for Em and Josh tomorrow night. They're watching our kitties for us while we're away at the beach (going down to Tom and Amy's in OC Wednesday thru Sunday!), so they're going to come meet them and have dinner with us tomorrow evening. Yay... I love cooking :)