Life After Match
Holy crud, was I ever neurotic there for a while. Now that I'm on the other side, and I have the luxury of saying "see, I had nothing to worry about", it seems a little much, but back then, I was panicked. What if, what if, what if?
Well, now that's over. Now I have to wait and hear from Ottawa, and from the professional organization for residents in Ontario, to find out what I need to do in the interim. Plus, the other little things. Find an apartment. Arrange to have this one closed (the carpet will need to be cleaned; Kumani has barfed a few times over the years and the pet spray did the trick, but still).
There's also the small matter of the licensing exam to think about, and the matter of the yearbook. I seem to have traded in January Euphoria stress for springtime yearbook editor stress, and that's not great. Plus my cough is back. I sound like I have tuberculosis. What fun!
Still, though, for the most part, life is sweet. Things definitely seem to be winding down, and Halifax - I don't know, it feels like it's closing. Every day here now feels like one scratched off of a calendar. Not because it's unpleasant, it's just that there is a known time limit, and in a way that's sad. There's a lot I haven;t done here. Haven't been to Lawrencetown. Haven't gone to a lot of my list of restaurants I wanted to go to. Haven't gotten to Yarmouth yet. Stuff like that.
And there's the finance thing. I'll (hopefully!) stop just accruing debt now that I have a job starting in July, and the salary ($47,000 my first year, $55,000 my second, and so on) seems pretty sweet. Largest I've ever had. There's just that -$160,000 to think about, though in student loans, line of credit and credit cards. Damn, medical school was expensive. Now, more than ever, I'm going to have to learn about the joys of budgeting and stuff.
Pretty prosaic, though. Ah well. Life goes on.
Well, now that's over. Now I have to wait and hear from Ottawa, and from the professional organization for residents in Ontario, to find out what I need to do in the interim. Plus, the other little things. Find an apartment. Arrange to have this one closed (the carpet will need to be cleaned; Kumani has barfed a few times over the years and the pet spray did the trick, but still).
There's also the small matter of the licensing exam to think about, and the matter of the yearbook. I seem to have traded in January Euphoria stress for springtime yearbook editor stress, and that's not great. Plus my cough is back. I sound like I have tuberculosis. What fun!
Still, though, for the most part, life is sweet. Things definitely seem to be winding down, and Halifax - I don't know, it feels like it's closing. Every day here now feels like one scratched off of a calendar. Not because it's unpleasant, it's just that there is a known time limit, and in a way that's sad. There's a lot I haven;t done here. Haven't been to Lawrencetown. Haven't gone to a lot of my list of restaurants I wanted to go to. Haven't gotten to Yarmouth yet. Stuff like that.
And there's the finance thing. I'll (hopefully!) stop just accruing debt now that I have a job starting in July, and the salary ($47,000 my first year, $55,000 my second, and so on) seems pretty sweet. Largest I've ever had. There's just that -$160,000 to think about, though in student loans, line of credit and credit cards. Damn, medical school was expensive. Now, more than ever, I'm going to have to learn about the joys of budgeting and stuff.
Pretty prosaic, though. Ah well. Life goes on.