Just caught two adults making out in the elevator at my hotel.
Win.
Like a good Canadian, I offered to take a different elevator.
Like embarassed people, they tried to pretend they couldn't figure out how to work the key card to access their floor. Riiiiiigggghhhhhhtttt.
They were making out. Good for them. I'm smiling about it this very moment.
About the hotel: I'm in Saskatoon for the night. Have two days off and spur of the moment decided to go to Yorkton. Sure, Yorkton is not Saskatoon, but the first turned into the second when the first didn't have much to offer in the way of over-the-door hangars, Wiis and scrub shops. The second has provided much success in the way of amusement and functionality. I've got my over-the-door hangars, and I'm on the path to finding a scrub shop and I think I've talked myself out of buying a Wii. For now.
Swan River has been wonderful, though without internet at home yet. Work has been incredibly supportive. I, like every new nursing graduate (I presume), am struggling to build my confidence in my practice. I'm finding it hard to break away from asking questions, deferring to authority and doubting myself. I feel like a punk-ass nurse. More and more, I'm trying to go home at the end of the day, look stuff up in my MedSurg text (and mourn over having somehow not brought my Potter & Perry) and chill out about the day. I don't know everything. I almost certainly never will. But I'll un-cheesily be the best I can be.
Enough of that though, I'm on days off. Woot!
Have great apartment by the way. Cozy little two bedroom near the Tim Horton's (PRIME location in my opinion) that costs me less than half of what a similar place in Calgary might cost. Certainly less than half of what it would be in Toronto. But that's part of what I moved to Swan River for. Part of the overall picture. Low living expenses. I'm also telling you all this to shove it in your faces. Then again, you'll just counter me with stories of multi-screen movie theatres, the ballet, people everywhere, and sushi. Don't forget Starbucks. Or rather, easy access to all aforementioned privileges.
...
Whatever City-People. I'm in the country now, and it suits me well. I don't need to show you how awesome it is, cause I'm LIVIN' it!
I don't know why livin' is capitalized. Or missing a g.
Either way, this fresh-nurse is going to enjoy her night in Saskatoon, the ability to hang her towel up after a shower, and (hopefully) revel in the delight of new scrubs.
Till I have internet or steal it...
Monday, March 22, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Pull it!
Arrive.
Except its differently exciting than getting off a plane, wandering through an airport, managing to tote all your luggage and then being delivered through a pair of sliding doors into the arms or family. Or at least someone who knows you.
It's more like knowing that you'd be jumping out of a plane, but not knowing when. The stewardess comes up to your seat, softly puts a hand on the back of your chair, and smiles not-quite-politely. She asks if you'd please join her at the front of the cabin. And bring your bags. You're fairly certain that you're ready for this but harbour doubts that your four week long sky-diving course has sufficiently prepared you. You join her in front of all the first class flyers, behind the cockpit.
And she pushes you. Out. Of. The. Plane.
You're not even sure if you have a parachute or not.
It's somewhere in all these bags of yours.
If only you could find it.
That's what arriving in Swan River and starting to work feels like. So far.
I've been here for about 24 hours. I've signed forms for 3 hours. I am on the floor in 16 hours.
Where the hell is my parachute?
My dad and I left Calgary Saturday morning, drove to Regina and stayed there overnight. Saw Shutter Island (amazing!) in a nice little theatre with little admission prices too. Great times. Finished the rest of the trip on Sunday. Spent most of yesterday in Swan River either parked in the hotel room, or mulling over things. Checked out a really nice, bright little apartment near the Tim Horton's (important). Have a feeling that that is where I'll end up.
Today, took myself to the hospital at 8am and started signing forms. So many signatures. I know my SIN by heart now. Same with my new employee number. Benefits, insurance, blah blah blah. Going to see a house for rent this afternoon. Desperately hope it's super amazing.
In more interesting news, the Co-op is big and beautiful. Sears is having a sale on beds. Woot!
Sundi, you were right. Life hits you hard and fast, with no mercy. Am so used to things being gradual.
Have you seen my parachute?
Except its differently exciting than getting off a plane, wandering through an airport, managing to tote all your luggage and then being delivered through a pair of sliding doors into the arms or family. Or at least someone who knows you.
It's more like knowing that you'd be jumping out of a plane, but not knowing when. The stewardess comes up to your seat, softly puts a hand on the back of your chair, and smiles not-quite-politely. She asks if you'd please join her at the front of the cabin. And bring your bags. You're fairly certain that you're ready for this but harbour doubts that your four week long sky-diving course has sufficiently prepared you. You join her in front of all the first class flyers, behind the cockpit.
And she pushes you. Out. Of. The. Plane.
You're not even sure if you have a parachute or not.
It's somewhere in all these bags of yours.
If only you could find it.
That's what arriving in Swan River and starting to work feels like. So far.
I've been here for about 24 hours. I've signed forms for 3 hours. I am on the floor in 16 hours.
Where the hell is my parachute?
My dad and I left Calgary Saturday morning, drove to Regina and stayed there overnight. Saw Shutter Island (amazing!) in a nice little theatre with little admission prices too. Great times. Finished the rest of the trip on Sunday. Spent most of yesterday in Swan River either parked in the hotel room, or mulling over things. Checked out a really nice, bright little apartment near the Tim Horton's (important). Have a feeling that that is where I'll end up.
Today, took myself to the hospital at 8am and started signing forms. So many signatures. I know my SIN by heart now. Same with my new employee number. Benefits, insurance, blah blah blah. Going to see a house for rent this afternoon. Desperately hope it's super amazing.
In more interesting news, the Co-op is big and beautiful. Sears is having a sale on beds. Woot!
Sundi, you were right. Life hits you hard and fast, with no mercy. Am so used to things being gradual.
Have you seen my parachute?
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