Yesterday, Paul and I went to his new hospital for check in day. I had plans to blog about all the ways it was like Grey's Anatomy (I rode in the elevator with an awkward silence and climbed the stairwells.) But in the end, the day became much longer and more serious than that. There wasn't a lot for me to do but sit and listen. And watch him fill out forms regarding the process of notifying next of kin. In case of emergency and etc.
Everyone on a military base knows what etc. means.
That was hard. That is hard.
We have had a really great couple of weeks as we settled into our new town. I joked to Paul that it's felt like a second honeymoon. And it really has. We've had time to decorate (one room that is; I should note, the other rooms are no where near complete). We've had time to make dinners out of cookbooks (instead of the usual nachos in the oven or spaghetti). We've had time to visit local happy hours and wander the farmer's market.
It's been awesome.
But it's been a vacation, not our real life.
Real life starts soon when Paul becomes a medical intern. I was briefed yesterday on the true meaning of long work hours. It was explained that by law you have to have ten hours at home between shifts. Considering Paul likes to get about seven hours of sleep that means there will be very little free time around here. (Basically, I think we'll be pretty glad we canceled our cable.)
And this means I need to continue working out what real life means for me.
Unlike Paul, I don't have a job lined up. Instead, I have a small chart of ideas. An action plan for how I want to improve my blog, my shop and my custom invitations process. I have long and short term goals that right now are so daunting I just want to continue honeymooning for the summer.
But today, Paul went back to the hospital by himself and I got down to business. To printing and designing and cutting. To emailing and blogging and spreadsheeting. I'm excited and scared. And anxious and exhilarated.
And late in the day I reread this post and oh man, I am still so thankful.
Real life, we're almost ready for you. Let's go.

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