Real Job, Real Life.

I have officially recieved my first real life job offer. I suppose I can't technically say that I officially have a job yet, because I haven't technically fully accepted it yet. But, seeing as I fully intend to, I think it's safe to say that I will be working at Vanderbilt University Medical Center next year, as a Nurse Resident in critical care. I will get to rotate around to the various critical care units for 6 weeks, and then I will be "matched" onto one unit for the rest of the year, and will most likely work a remaining year, and who knows how much longer.

I don't think I have words to describe how ecstatic I am. It's so weird to think back at how God has been drawing me towards this more and more, and how I really developed a desire to work at Vanderbilt, and how I also got the okay to move forward! I know it will be a lot of hard work and a huge growing experience, but it will also be awesome. I am so excited to start working and growing as a nurse. And I know that I will learn so much at Vanderbilt. Wow. I can't believe I can officially say that I am going to Nashville. There is such peace in having a small piece of the rest of the puzzle of my life put in place. Though, of course, with that piece comes plenty of other things to worry about- but I'll put those off for at least one night- hah!

I am officially done with class. I have a take home final to finish, and our big senior seminar capstone project to complete, but for the most part, class work wise, I am done. Tomorrow morning I start my preceptorship in the CVSU at Trinity, which I'm very excited about. Life is going to be busy the next month, and I'm sure I'm going to tired and need lots of energy, but I am also so excited. I am so excited to get back at the bedside and do some real nursing care again. I have been missing it during management clinicals.

5 and a half weeks, and I will be graduated from college. Is anyone else finding this ridiculous? I am so ready, and so not ready. Isn't that life?