My last semester of nursing school started yesterday. I, yet again (because of my part-time status) know no one. OK, maybe I know one person, but I barely know that person. It really is a problem because I have no one to go, pssss, hey – there is a quiz on the first day of class or hey – you really should sign up for the three patient simulations right now. So I walked into class, took a quiz I had no idea was going to happen (I didn’t even have a pencil, I had to do it in pen) and when I looked at the signups for the simulations, there was conveniently only one time spot left in each of them just for me.
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Jeremy and Edda during the regular night time routine.
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Jeremy texted me this photo of a “RESIST” protest sign on a construction crane near his DC metro stop.
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I made pork tenderloin for dinner. Tomorrow is the end of the quarter for the kids. No homework tonight! We made it through. I’m a little under the weather, I think I have a stomach bug or something.
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Is there a better time to rejoin my Unitarian friends? I haven’t made it to Sunday service in years now, but Jo (in the photo on the right) sees me in the gym during the week and suggested that I should come to the quilting bee as my spiritual practice. At the same time as the quilting bee, the church was hosting the first of the 10 actions/100 days from the Women’s March which was to send postcards to our representatives. It seems a bit futile since our reps are the heads of the resistance…sigh. Let’s see what tomorrow holds.
