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Just, wow.

This Fall has been so not what I thought it was going to be as I imagined life after grad school, studying for and taking all of the exams in store, and just beginning to redefine myself while in the in between place of being a graduate but not yet a licensed practitioner.

Some things that made the past few months so much different than I though they would be:

Son adopted a dog right after I graduated, and that dog ended up needing shoulder surgery.  So Son and his very large puppy (we think Rhodesian Ridegeback, Lab and maybe Great Dane genes are at work there...) stayed with us much longer than expected. Almost 3 months.

Picture if you will a 7 month old puppy, large, with a cone on his head and a sling on his right front leg which rendered him a tripod...and a clumsy one at that.  This part went on for two months...and things got a whole lot easier once they came off. But still...challenging it was....

Son was reinventing himself after life on the East Coast, then the Middle East..for last decade. He is heading to the Northwest to buy some land and build a house...but mostly to NOT be caught up in the madness of the East Coast and the Middle East.  He and large puppy, now fully recovered we're told, left last week for their big adventure, and so far all is well.

Another thing that happened is I felt like I was in a free fall of sorts. It isn't a terrible feeling, but it's a little disconcerting until you get used to it....

So far I have been steadily working my way through the exam gauntlet. To date, 4 of the 6 required exams are complete, and I have one next Monday, then one Dec. 12th...to complete the set. Ugh. Suffice to say I am OVER taking exams for about ever.

Since the house is now quiet...for the first time in months, studying has been easier. I can schedule my days pretty well, workout, etc., and feel like I am a little more in control than I was.

Yes, I know control is an illusion, but I need to hold onto something.

Also, I can't go into the election right now. My heart is still broken and I need time to learn to breathe again. Then I'll elaborate...but not for awhile.

 Big hugs and much love,

 Stevie

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