Lucky Number Seven

That's it...after tonight's shift is over (4.5 more hours), I will only have 7 more shifts left of my whole clinical year. Legacy has been a difficult rotation to end on, because working 72 hour weeks with a nasty case of senioritis is difficult to do. I can only imagine how worthless my clinical project is going to end up being.
I've got some anxiety brewing at the moment about a lot of different things: finding a job, moving to Bend, wondering how CJ's job is going to play out, etc. I always assumed when I graduated that there would be an abundance of jobs to choose from. I hadn't anticipated moving to central Oregon, where I've barely driven through, nevermind made business connections. It's ruffling my feathers a bit, and I'm trying to brush it off, but it is difficult.
One thing I am really looking forward to is the last weekend in June. I will finish my last shift at 6am on that Friday morning and will be on a plane by 1:30pm with CJ heading to Sun Valley, Idaho for Kate's (my stepsis) wedding weekend. Not only will I be heading to a sunny spot with my man, but my dad and sister will be there as well, in addition to other good family and friends, with whom I cannot wait to celebrate and relax. I need some good "life is more than work and money" vibes, and I think this vacation will be just what I need. I'm bummed I'll have to head back so soon in order to complete clinical project week, but the sooner I get that whole mess over with the better.
So, that's me. Sitting around in the Legacy resident lounge, waiting for a trauma or 6am, whichever comes first, running on fumes at this point.
Jen
PS - also excited to see some of you at the PA picnic this weekend?!?!