Changes Can Be Good

or they can be bad. Only time will tell. There a quite a few changes going on in my life and/or in the near future.

House hunting is addicting. I can't stop looking for the one. A house we wanted to look at a few weeks ago was in the process of being bought, fell threw and is now on the market again. Yeehaw! I, of course, made an e-mail to the realtor to go see it. I am 98% sure if we liked it we could get the loan with no problem because it already meets federal restrictions, so no worries there! But anyways, more on that later.

After the drama at work, I asked to be moved, againist almost everything inside my body telling me to stick it out. We are finally going to have all the doctors on the end of our hall this coming week, so with that came a new layout for which front desk girl gets what doctors. With two of the three of us going on maternity leave over the next six months, there won't be much stability up here. However, both bosses agreed, moving me would work out best and makes more sense. However, my fellow front desk (and check out) girls didn't agree. Infact, I got talked about for the remainder of the day. Yeah, I know. What grade are we in again? Personal feelings aside, it makes the most sense with the doctors. The personal subtraction away from the drama is just a huge fucking bonus! The flip side, I will be checking in about 100-150+ patients per day. Do you know how fucking scared I am? How many chances a day that gives me to fuck up? Eek!

Tomorrow we will be the owners of a h0nda acc0rd. One car problem almost down, one more to go. M will drive the acc0rd until we save more money and sell my car. Yeeaah!

So, yeah, lots of changes in this lovely household. I am both excited and nervous about what the future brings. But that's normal

Only time will tell if these changes were good or bad.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.