Spring is here!!

Well the grass may still be brown, but look what has happened with the daffodil and crocus bulbs I planted in September!! I got a bit worried because I saw the leaves poking up out of the ground 3 weeks ago when it was 15 degrees outside, but evidently, it was no big deal. This little garden was a spur of the moment thing I did to try and make the dismal west side of my house look better. I think it worked! If I don't have to move this summer, I'm going to line the garden with some edger stones. Funny how I never could get grass to grow there but the bulbs had no problem.

It drives my mom crazy that I have such success with planting. She's convinced herself I neglect all my plants, and she's constantly nagging me about everything I've planted and if the plants are getting watered enough. I just don't feel the need to over-water everything (and kill it) like she does. I think my results speak for themselves anyway. Plus, I plant things that are "drought friendly". Drought friendly= low maintenance.

9 days until I learn my fate...

And the wait is killing me. What am I waiting on? To find out where (and if) I matched into an anesthesia program. Actually, I find out if I matched somewhere on Monday, but I don't find out where until Thursday when our class has a big party. I wasn't nervous about it until last week, but now it is never far from my mind. Part of me thinks I'll get my 1st choice program, but another part of me thinks I won't match anywhere and I'll be left "scrambling" to get an unfilled spot in God knows what city. I'm starting to worry I didn't interview at enough places and didn't put enough places on my rank list. I ranked 5, and in the past, 85% of med students have matched at one of their top 3 choices. Pretty good odds, but that means that 21 people in my class won't match anywhere. Yikes. Why do they make us suffer like this? It's only the rest of my life at stake......
My worst nightmare would be to get an email from my dean on Monday telling me I didn't match anywhere. I'll be on pins and needles that day. If I don't get an email from him, that means I matched someplace.

So, I'm on the 2nd week of a 2 week vacation I took, and I've spent practically the entire time sick. I had all these lofty plans of beginning my running again and instead, I got sick. My voice is coming back slowly(much to my boyfriend's chagrin), but my hacking cough is hanging around, especially at night. Miraculously, last night I didn't cough at all during the 90 minute band concert I played in. However, like clockwork, right when I got home I started coughing and couldn't stop. It's like my trachea knew.

So, to sum up my vacation: I have been worthless. Yesterday I stayed in my jammies all day and didn't take a shower until 6:30pm (before the concert). Today, I slept until 11am, went to lunch with my boyfriend, and then went for an hour massage. What a life! I think now I'll go take a bubble bath...