Monday, June 10, 2013

Hello Disneyworld!

            Yep! I am getting ready to move to Florida! I am slowly but surely getting everything together. I need to sit down, play some super girly rockout music and PACK! Two months ago, if you would have asked me what I would want to do more study or pack, I would have told you pack. Now that I don't have school going on, I would much rather watch my "trash" tv and eat popcorn.

            I really don't like packing especially to move. I am glad I only experienced it a few times in the military. Trust me, those 'few' times was plenty! I told Devin when we first moved back that the next time we move I am literally just taking clothes out of the closet (hanger and all), putting them in the car, and placing them into the closet at the new house. I am determined to not use moving boxes once we get back from Florida and move into a house. I will simply place everything as is ( minus wiring for electronics) into the car and installing once we set it in the house. Yes, it might (most likely will) take longer, but oh well it will be worth it in the long run.

             So, I am a tad bit nervous about moving. Lord, only knows why, but I am. When I told Devin I was nervous he laughed and said, "Why? You are moving to live with me." Yes, yes I know, but I think I'm just nervous about making a change. I got comfortable living back in San Antonio,knowing my surroundings, being in the same time zone as friends and family, and not having to twerk my brain when recording shows because,again, I was in the same time zone. (We have slingbox so we stream our tv through the internet so it's based off of San Antonio time since the slingbox is in San Antonio.)  I also do not want to part with the Monaco babies ( Major and Lulu). Devin's landlord in Florida does not allow pets so they have to stay with his parents. :(

            Sunday was my last day at work. It was definitely bittersweet. My clients were all very understanding about me moving to Florida to be with Devin. It is crazy how much of a relationship my clients and I had made in such a short amount of time. One person I had since my very first day while others I picked up along the way, as clients I had no longer needed home health care services due to their personal needs. My very last person this weekend starting crying when I left. It choked me up a little bit. I would work with this person on the weekends in the morning and after a month and half or so my client requested I be their caregiver all day on the weekends. ( I can't specify him or her due to privacy.) I really enjoyed working for Visiting Angels which is why I am going to try and work for them in Orlando. I had no idea there are Visiting Angels in every major city in the U.S. . One of my wonderful bosses wrote me a sparkling recommendation. I am uber excited! One day, one of my bosses told me,"I don't know what you are doing Luci, but you are doing something to these people in a good way. Everyone just loves you." To me, that was a complete confirmation as to why I have chosen to enter the medical field as a career.

            I have been truly blessed, not only my entire life, but these past few weeks. I took my TEAS exam and passed. My nursing application for UT Health Science at San Antonio was submitted perfectly without any problems. I submitted my application to UCF (University of Central Florida) and I got accepted. ( I had to apply to UCF before I can,possibly, apply to UCF's nursing school.) I finished my last week of work with no issues ( someone falling or becoming very ill). Now to tackle, choosing the clothes I cannot possibly live without while I am in Florida, along with the shoes that are impossible to part with, oh and purses of course! Luckily, I have God on my side during my ever so troublesome decision :)The rest of the week consists of relaxation in the form of hanging out by the pool, watching tv/jamming out to songs while packing, having dinner with the girls and trying to contain my excitement as much as possible!

                       Devin Taylor, here I come! Your 'bachelor pad' days are OVER!

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