I am done with school in three weeks. I will finally be graduating, with a degree in Foods and Nutrition. What does this mean? I can tell people what to eat, I think...
For those of you who don't know, I am in the process of finding a job. I have interviewed twice for a position as a clinical dietary manager. I should find out this week I get the job.
The job sounds amazing, it requires assessing patients, working with families, doing MDS's going to care conference, everthing that I love about clinical dietetics. It's a grown up job...
With the future of having a career comes the idea of having money. For the first time in my life, I might be able to spend my money on more than gas, shampoo, rubios, and groceries. I think it's time for me to move out. Just the idea of it is so invigorating. To finally having things to call my own.
The anticipation of not knowing if I have this job or not is killing me. Instead of doing homework, I spend my time looking at places to live that are closer to my potential new work places. My mind is wracked with who I could live with and all of the things I can fill my new place with. It's so exciting and I don't even know if I have the job. But I do know that even if I don't get it, it's time for me to move onto the next stag of my life.
And that is so exciting. I can finally do what I want with my free time, instead of studying and writing papers about things that I hardly care about.
I can't wait to have free time...
I might go to coffee shops more
bake a lot more
take a few more walks
listen to more music
dance a lot more
smile more
laugh more
watch movies
shop at banana republic
and be a little happier.
I know it's idealistic, but if I am not forced to spend my every minute on school, then I will have a lot more time to do what I love. To find out who I am.
For that I am thankful. and excited to see where my life takes me.
