On fate
This is my life: Fate fucks with me until I don't think I can take it anymore then BAM! My life changes.
About two weeks ago, I got a call from a hospital in Brea asking me to interview for a position I had applied to a few weeks ago. It was the first I had gotten since interviewing for St Joe's back in June. It turned out to be a total bust and felt like crap at the rejection. When I went in, it didn't even feel like an interview. It was more like the lady whom I was interviewing with was selling the hospital to me, telling me why I should work for them. After the CEO popped her head in and shook my hand, the CCO took me around the facility and introduced me the eduaction department head. She told her I was interested in being a CCU nurse. At the end, she asked me when I was available to start. I said to her, "You just tell me what color scrubs I need to wear and I can be here tomorrow." She laughed.
Green Eyes took me to lunch at Fashion Island before I went back to work. We went to the Nespresso store so I could feel like George Clooney. While I thought we were just looking around and getting a free cup of coffee, he told me seriously to pick one out. "Really?" "Well, you won't be able to go to Starbucks everyday when you start working." I die. I picked out a white one to "match my car." "It's not going to be in the car with you." Haha. He called me spoiled when he paid for my new espresso machine. "Yeah and it's cuz you do all the spoiling," I grinned at him. I was skipping along as we walked back to his car. One the way home, I got a call from the hospital. After I hung up, I asked him, "Should we upgrade the kitchen? I think we should upgrade the kitchen." "You got the job?" YES! I told him I was offered the position as a full-time day shift Registered Nurse! He kissed and congratulated me. I told everyone else and they were happy for me as well. I went back earlier this week to sign paperwork and for a physical and all that normal stuff. I found out I get health insurance. "I feel like an adult!" I exclaimed. As I was handing papers back to the lady, she wrote in big letters at the top, "Nancy Lieu, RN." FUCK. It looked so awesome to see for the first time.
I can't believe that I finally got a job. God it has been so long and stressful these last few months. When Green Eyes gave me a lecture a few weeks ago about getting my shit together, I cried myself to sleep. I couldn't tell him about my fate. He's not emotional like me and wouldn't understand what my "fate" is. He doesn't understand that nothing comes easy for me, that I have to go through all the motions. It took two years and a half years of pre-reqs, two years of nursing school, three months of studying for boards, and four months of searching to finally be where I am now. None of these things were easy in the last five years since I graduated from UCLA.. I broke up with my ex, nearly failed school, my psoriasis morphed into arthritis, and took so long to get a job. But that's my fate. Fate. Oh Fate. I was starting to think I was never going to find a job. She got me though.
I got a job. I got a job! I can't wait to start. I told Green Eyes that nurses can where whatever color scrubs they want, and he said, "So I can get you some loud colors? I'm gonna get you pokemon scrubs." Haha. The other fun part is now saving for the house we had seen way back in March. The next chapter in my life starts next month. Fate.
About two weeks ago, I got a call from a hospital in Brea asking me to interview for a position I had applied to a few weeks ago. It was the first I had gotten since interviewing for St Joe's back in June. It turned out to be a total bust and felt like crap at the rejection. When I went in, it didn't even feel like an interview. It was more like the lady whom I was interviewing with was selling the hospital to me, telling me why I should work for them. After the CEO popped her head in and shook my hand, the CCO took me around the facility and introduced me the eduaction department head. She told her I was interested in being a CCU nurse. At the end, she asked me when I was available to start. I said to her, "You just tell me what color scrubs I need to wear and I can be here tomorrow." She laughed.
Green Eyes took me to lunch at Fashion Island before I went back to work. We went to the Nespresso store so I could feel like George Clooney. While I thought we were just looking around and getting a free cup of coffee, he told me seriously to pick one out. "Really?" "Well, you won't be able to go to Starbucks everyday when you start working." I die. I picked out a white one to "match my car." "It's not going to be in the car with you." Haha. He called me spoiled when he paid for my new espresso machine. "Yeah and it's cuz you do all the spoiling," I grinned at him. I was skipping along as we walked back to his car. One the way home, I got a call from the hospital. After I hung up, I asked him, "Should we upgrade the kitchen? I think we should upgrade the kitchen." "You got the job?" YES! I told him I was offered the position as a full-time day shift Registered Nurse! He kissed and congratulated me. I told everyone else and they were happy for me as well. I went back earlier this week to sign paperwork and for a physical and all that normal stuff. I found out I get health insurance. "I feel like an adult!" I exclaimed. As I was handing papers back to the lady, she wrote in big letters at the top, "Nancy Lieu, RN." FUCK. It looked so awesome to see for the first time.
I can't believe that I finally got a job. God it has been so long and stressful these last few months. When Green Eyes gave me a lecture a few weeks ago about getting my shit together, I cried myself to sleep. I couldn't tell him about my fate. He's not emotional like me and wouldn't understand what my "fate" is. He doesn't understand that nothing comes easy for me, that I have to go through all the motions. It took two years and a half years of pre-reqs, two years of nursing school, three months of studying for boards, and four months of searching to finally be where I am now. None of these things were easy in the last five years since I graduated from UCLA.. I broke up with my ex, nearly failed school, my psoriasis morphed into arthritis, and took so long to get a job. But that's my fate. Fate. Oh Fate. I was starting to think I was never going to find a job. She got me though.
I got a job. I got a job! I can't wait to start. I told Green Eyes that nurses can where whatever color scrubs they want, and he said, "So I can get you some loud colors? I'm gonna get you pokemon scrubs." Haha. The other fun part is now saving for the house we had seen way back in March. The next chapter in my life starts next month. Fate.