I LOVE living here. I love my job, our house, our babysitter, my friends, and the conveniences of city life. Don't get me wrong, I miss the south but am struggling with the thought of leaving Vegas. Danny graduates in May. I find myself worrying about where we will go next. He wants to be an orthopedic surgeon which is great but there is no residency here so I know we will be moving. I didn't expect for this to make me so sad but it does. I'm not ready to leave. I can't believe I feel this way because when I found out we were coming here I wasn't very excited.
I love the stories of this place. When I worked at the hospital (night shift) I would stare out the window at the beautiful view of the strip and wonder what was going on. The people there had no idea a nurse was caring for a dying child at the same time they were having the time of their life.
A friend once got a $1000 tip for opening the door for a man who "had a good weekend".
We do surgery on some famous people at the surgery center where I work. I'm not allowed to say who but it's fun to have to bring people in the back door and keep the curtains closed so no one sees who's getting a tummy tuck.
Jen is at Wynn babysitting the child of a CEO of an oil company as I type while he and his wife go out on the town.
Elvis goes to our church.
Tiger Woods and Michael Jordon are horrible tippers. Charles Barkley is the best.
I'm sure I will love the next place we go but I can't picture it. I want to settle in the south but staying in Vegas for residency would be great. I know the Lord has a plan for us and I have to trust that he knows what's best.
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