Oddity...or Odyssey?

Well, it seems I have a pattern with journals. Start. Immediately stop. Start a month or two or year later. Very frustrating, I know. But, hey, I have a busy life.

Well, I don't go to college...currently. I might try again down the road. I've gotten married (almost two months ago). I work at a hospital on the night shift. My husband works at a bank and is presently majoring in Business Administration at a local university. I'm very proud of him. I'll perhaps go back to college when he is done and I am able to move to the day shift. It would be easier for both of us, though the pay cut would be bad. Ugh! Who cares about money?!

Um...we live in a nice little apartment, overcrowded with wedding gifts and shower gifts (of which I have yet to send thank-you cards for, shame on me and Will). We have two rats, an adorable puppy, a fish, a frog, and a turtle. The latter two are at Will's parents' until we have the room for them. *sigh*

I am tired all the time and I like to read, watch television, or stay in bed. Call me lazy, I don't care. It's rough working at a hospital, though my job requires me to sit on my butt and watch heart monitors all night long. You thought I worked directly with patients? Uh...no. Although, sometimes I "rove" and every once in a while I will see things I really don't want to. I also hear things I don't want to. And, above all, I deal with things I don't want to. God bless people who put up with stupid nurses and jerk doctors, and god bless the medical staff who put up with dumb patients. No, if I go to college I will NOT go into the medical field. That's too much for me to put up with.

People die. It's a fact that I've handled on more than one occasion. I watch heart rhythms and yes, I watch them go flat. Asystole. Gone. I have to put the rhythm strips in the charts and I do see family members in the rooms. It's not easy because it always reminds me of Grandpa and how angry I was at myself for not being there. I still miss him. I've got to switch topics or I will get severely depressed and find something to argue about.

Outside of work, I don't have too much of a life. I do hang out occasionally. Will gets mad if we stay at home to watch a movie and I fall asleep. I try to stay up on my days off. I don't know why. It messes up my whole routine... Like I had one. I just figured out right about here how repetitive my journal entry is from the last one, almost. I thought I would slip in a random comment to keep this going.

How about my wedding? Well, I've heard a lot of people tell me it was the most beautiful one they had been to. I have to admit, it did go really well and I only got nervous just before I walked in. I don't know what came over me. But I'm glad I didn't run. :-) Will and I went on a cruise to Cozumel for our honeymoon. It was great! We had such an awesome time! I think I want to go on one of those again.

Well, I honestly don't have anything else to write about. Maybe the next entry will be more uplifting and joyful. Yeah. Here's to hope.