You know what I really don't recommend? I mean, to those of you who want to remain sane? Do not take a two-year old to the Trader Joe's in Union Square in the middle of a rainy day. By the time you're done shopping and standing on the 500 person check-out line, you will be under the pyramidal Trader O's display, curled into a fetal position, mewling for your lost soul. The day that Trader Joe's figures out how to let us order our groceries online will be a happy day.
So...I'm on vacation this week! Huzzah and all that. This is likely to be the last vacation I will have for a very long time. For a variety of reasons, I have decided to forfeit the last two weeks of my vacation for the year, which I had originally scheduled for this Spring. As you recall, I done had me a baby my first year of anesthesia residency, and as a result, I have four weeks of maternity leave to make up at the end of my sentence--I mean, of my rich and rewarding educational journey. At first, I figured I would just suck it up and graduate four weeks late, but I've decided that I would like to graduate closer to on time, and as a result, I am giving up half of my vacation time this year. That's fine, those are the rules, I'm OK with that.
But this puts a lot of pressure on me to really make the most out of this week of vacation I'm on now. Every second, I'm thinking to myself, "Am I relaxing enough? Am I enjoying myself enough? Am I using this time productively? Are Cal and I bonding enough?" I'm really a fun person.
Anyway, on a completely unrelated note:
Yay, we did it! Though I would have preferred them to reprint the cholesterol one, this shirt is fine too. (And just in time for their $10 Christmas sale.)
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