Lately

I have been failing at life lately. I don't know what it is but I feel like it might just be an utter lack of good news. And this feeling of transition. Of being between. It's a push pull between anticipation and apprehension.

Classes are all about getting that first nursing job. Tinkering with the resume and cover letter until they are just right. Learning how to speak assertively to your new nurse manager so you can "get things done." I'm tired of things. Is that so wrong?

I think what I hate the most is the implied competition and aimless waiting. Reminds me of applying to nursing school. But now it's for jobs and we all want the same ones, especially us pediatric folks. Sending in that application, waiting to hear if you're good enough for what you know you're good enough for. And with so many qualified applicants it comes down to the little things, the little things that nobody knows about and nobody can articulate but not everyone has.

I would like to be a person that has those little things.

OH! and I've spilled the tea twice today and I've been eating incredibly poorly. go me.