Conquered

I was looking back at my post from last New Year's Eve, and I can't believe how dead on it was prediction wise. I think I'm psychic... "I have 2008 to conquer," I'd said. I predicted that the year would bring change, "good and bad." Dead on. I also anticipated that I would pass boads and begin work as an oncology nurse. I mentioned a year of adventure, as well. No shit, I say to the me of last year.

Scratch the psychic thing...

I haven't stepped foot on an onc floor since nursing school. I did a short stint as a cardiac nurse after moving to NC, but the overwhelming patient load killed my desire for that (as did the fact that I needed Arnie arms to ambulate some of my bariatric patients). I'm beginning pediatrics next Monday; I have a good feeling about it, but I've already scratched the psychic thing, so...

As for resolutions, I don't have any. I am not anticipating anything for 2009; I just hope it goes smoothly. I hope for a lot more healing sunshine (hence the blog name change) and a lot less life-changing events. I desire a year that I don't have to conquer.  I still dream of adventure, however.  That's just my Caribbean soul's longing. No one has an inkling what I'd give to ring in the year new among palm trees and warm banana winds...

There's always 2010...

     

A happy 2008 moment - In Mexico with "friends," May 2008.