Gods I hate mornings. I have never have been a morning person and it's been endless.
If you've been here for a while, or went to school with me, you know this.
Once Sonic Foundry (records the lectures) debuted in Grenada, people that weren't in my small groups legitimately thought I had dropped out of school.
I dealt with it through my clinical rotations in Brooklyn by being situated almost on top of a bagel shop that opened at 5. So for surgery and OB, I'd have my face pressed against the glass like a little kid, because dammit, if I'm going to be up that early, I want my bagel straight out of that delicious municipal water. Also the dean threatened to slit all our throats over something someone else did, and I sincerely believed him, so I didn't mess around.
So let's see... colleague needs coverage... no problem. Which led to 6 am Friday, Monday, Tuesday, and now I'm just wearily watching my phone AND I'M ON CALL this weekend.
And the workload is back (though abruptly broke for lunch, as it tends to), directly coordinating with early procedures, which is oh so much fun. If I'd had this work a couple weeks ago when I could wake up after the sun rose, I wouldn't have had to put an entire police system on high alert because I wouldn't have been bored.
So it's another COVID year, so I'm seeing both if I still have some days off and if there's any way in hell I should be getting on an airplane because teenage me was so wrong. I HATE WINTER. So I'm having my first world problem temper tantrum of "I wanna go to Mexicooooooooooo". And February's when I tend to F off to warmer parts but it's omicron time.
So treadmill (I already blew my right knee to pieces long ago, so I am not running in this nonsense), indoor stuff, binging Squid Game (#subsnotdubs), reading journal articles, but even just walking outside during the lunch hour is like... no.
Closing is going down on the house, so that's something that's exciting, stressful, gives me some sense of purpose at home, plus gives me projects to plan since while the place is not a "fixer-upper", it's definitely an "improver". Gas, not electric, gas outlets outside, fix the fence, sod two parking spaces, change the front door, add window panels, etc etc etc.
And it's not that big. The old place had an entire floor we used like... three times for friends who'd have been equally comfortable on futons.
Big kitchen for me to cook in. Small yard, for the dog to run in and to grill and smoke in. Easily manageable without hired help.
Anyway, the title.
So I tend to keep my personal and professional life fully apart since fellowship; just my preference. My colleagues are nice, but don't know much about me, more than that I have a motivational print out of the David Goggins book cover on my wall, and I'm dead certain they don't know who he is.
So the first year, a kind colleague gave me a cat calendar. I use wall calendars and still like to have "YOU HAVE A PROCEDURE" in front of me rather than on silent mode when I'm ignoring my phone. So I used it.
The next year, I bought a goats in trees calendar. Doesn't give a lot away, but more my speed.
This year, I was JUST about to bring in my "awesome scenery from around the world" calendar in, and she got in and was like "I know you love cats, so I got you this!!!" and gave me a calendar, that is not simply cats; it is like aggressively lovey pictures of cats like nuzzled against a teddy bear and stuff.
So I'm insane for cats. Maybe I should have brought in just one photo framed and had it be of my dog?
