I’ve been so busy that it’s been tough to update, because my life is all work or the precious time that I have with my family. March was kind of hell month on the call/work front but now it is blissfully April and we shall talk of it no more. I had a meeting today with my boss and it went really well. I was able to explain that our current situation in my office only works if I don’t go batshit insane from overwork and/or give the whole thing the finger and stay home with my apple cheeked bundle of joy. I think he heard me, and with some luck I will have a new full-time partner within the next six months or so. I hope. Because I like my job, but it’s wearing me out.

The very good news is we’re getting money back from the IRS for the first time in five years. Since the procreating we have been living on one income, which (although challenging) hasn’t been as hard as I feared. The key to surviving on our reduced circumstances was merely this- I gave up my travel, shoe, sushi and vodka habit. (It wasn’t so much that I drank a lot, it was just that when I did it was the pricey stuff.) Sometimes I miss having two incomes, and new clothes and the ability to visit foreign lands on a whim, but I would give up even more without even a backward glance for the peace of mind that comes from having Josie at home with her father. On days like tomorrow, when I will get up while it is still dark for an administrative meeting and stay at work until after dark seeing patients it is simply priceless that Tim and Josie are able to drive out to my office and have lunch with me. My point is (was?) that 1) who knew someone could spend a whole second income on shoes and food on small plates and 2) all you have to do to get the government to give you money is to quit your job and get knocked up. If someone had shared this with me earlier I wouldn’t have spent all that time and money on the schoolin’.