Skip to main content

8.6.14

So, the sentimental me is reallllllyyyyyy having serious "feels" today.  Tomorrow marks one 12 month, exact, to a tee, year.  365 days, 56 weeks, 12 months, a lot of minutes, hours, blood, sweat, and tears.  OK, no blood, except tiny little bits when I had Juvederm injected into my nose, sweat, absolutely yes, when I screwed up a couple of times, tears, only once, and for a ridiculous reason and well, you know I was having an emotional few days, you understand.  Anyway, after that run-on sentence, it's my one-year-anniversary of my job! That I adore with a whole heart.

I have learned SEVERAL things...like that people are crazy in this town and yes, you do actually need botox if you want to continue to look unworried.  And yes, you could use a some bigger (or smaller) boobs.

Now this sounds like I work in a superficial world, I do, but it is a fantastic world and also, I work for the BEST practice.  Most down-to-earth-doctor around.  Love my co-workers, love the town.

I have learned people skills, social skills, social network skills, ethics, patience with PATIENTS, all kinds of things.  It is a big deal for me.  I walk down Rodeo on my lunch, I stare at palm trees all day, I really just, love what I do.

So go me, congrats,a big pat on the back I say.  I will celebrate by going to sleep early tonight and waking up and coming back tomorrow.

That's all!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

your Passion(s)

What's your passion? Movies? Music? Reading? Writing? Running? Etc? One thing I know about me, I don't have just one, in fact I get really ADD, as in, I'll start a book, then forget about it and finish it months later (disclaimer: UNLESS it's a James Patterson thriller).  I will binge a series on Netflix then not watch TV for days, I'll re-watch the same movies because it's easier then attempting a new one....and the list goes on. One other thing I know about me: since the day I saw Titanic, I knew I would never be the same.  Don't laugh.  The movie itself unleashed an obsession, infatuation, and love for not just Leonardo DiCaprio, but more seriously, ships. Sunken ships mostly, but also boats, cruise ships, oil rigs, sail boats--- you name it, if it floated, or sunk, I wanted to know about it. Before I knew it I lived, breathed, and dreamt of sunken ships.  Of seeing one in person, of the books I had bought at Barnes and Noble, and second hand book...

Currently- Edition 2

Currently-Edition 2 Two weeks later, I have been 31 for 14 days, I have had the WORST cold for almost 1 week, I went to North Carolina and back and it is NOVEMBER 1st!!! WOOHOO! You know what this means...Fall is in FULL SWING (officially we 'fall back' in a few days), time to break out the boots, scarves, coats, flannels.  Put away the Halloween decor and break out the in-between Halloween and Christmas decor (which for me is one in the same...I put out "winter" decor, I'll do my tree a little later on.  And drinking hot drinks, and quite possibly attempting to add a Christmas playlist into your Pandora shuffle just for a light preview.  So now, day 1 of November, here are the 'currently's' happening! Drinking My body is begging me to drink water, water and more water.  But on the first day of November, I splurged on a fancy (free thanks to earned rewards!) Starbucks drink, it was my go-to in college, Grande Soy White Chocolate Peppermint M...

4 Goodbyes...

If you are faint of heart...don't read this blog post. Death for me was a distant thought, I had seen it in movies, I had watched friends lose friends and family members, but up until the last few months, I hadn't personally experienced it, minus my great-grandmother when I was 17, she was 99 and healthy, just died in her sleep of old age and I was not close to her so I really didn't feel all the feels. My experiences started several months ago, some meant a lot to me, some were just weird and some gut wrenching. I was a nanny for several years, before I moved to LA 2.5 years ago, for many different families and usually ended on wonderful notes with each family when I parted ways, however, with on in particular mom, it ended not so sweetly. Her name was Kim, and I was basically hired to be her friend.  She was a surgeon's wife and had two kiddos.  She wanted companionship, someone to talk to and hang out with, she fast became someone I could tell all my stories ...