I learned something recently…something great. I can’t tell you what it is just yet…but it is pretty big 🙂 I’m pretty excited. OK…I’m really excited. It does not involve me moving to Boston…but I should be able to get up there to visit. As soon as it’s official, I’ll blab. Don’t worry!
I feel like such a wuss. Today was the graduation of my training class…and I left work early today. I was coughing and sneezing and making such a rucus that I left. I didn’t think it was fair to the people who paid to be at the training class to be distracted (or worse, infected) by me. From what I hear, everyone enjoyed the class. I think that this group of people learned a lot. I fully expect that at least 80% of our participants will be placing dental implants on a regular basis.
I am looking to move into my own little castle in early 2008. I don’t know where I want to live. I know that I want to live by myself…though my recent offer to move into a hippy commune was tempting…lol. I don’t know if I want city life or suburban life. I should probably move toward the location of my new office…but if I do that, then I will most likely spend too much time at the office being the crazy workaholic that I am..that I am becoming. I have to move soon enough so that I can register to vote in my new locale.
Thanksgiving is coming toward us like a freight train. I love the idea of Thanksgiving. I love that, as a country, we take a day out of our busy schedule to give thanks. What I loathe about Thanksgiving is that I have to spend the day with my family. It always creates a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, knowing that I am going to have to endure the looks, the comments, the biting remarks. I have trouble loving my family graciously. My immediate family, we have our quirks, our weird dynamics, but we know when to fight and when to turtle. My extended family…that is more difficult. I know that I am not alone in this. If God would grant me one wish about my family, it would be that my family be a refuge for not only me but for all of my family, rather than a snare that entangles me.
Well, enough cold influenced rambling. Time for Nyquil and sleep. Zzzzzzzz.