It's been a roller coaster of a week with much of it having to do with my job.
 I'm hoping after this week things will settle back down and the job will be in the background instead of the forefront.
 I'm cutting back a day there so I can have more time to work on my own projects.
I'm hopeful that having the extra time will allow me to get some things made and finish up some projects that I have around the apartment. When we move I want to be able to set the apartment up instead of trying to piece it together.
Oh, and then there's the packing, but it might be better to do this after match day. It's hard to get excited about moving when you still don't know where you are going.
This morning I felt positive we'd match for Alabama.

Trent  left yesterday for Chapel Hill, NC for his last interview for residency. I can't wait for him to be back home again.
Since I knew he'd be going through this whole process I have not been looking forward to how much he would be away. We don't see a whole lot of each other most days.
I remember when I was packing up our apartment in Atlanta and thinking about how our lives would change when he started medical school and they did.
I could not imagine that we'd lose Lucy and our friend Craig. I could not imagine the good friends that we would meet. Nor could I imagine how completely different our first two years living here in Morgantown would be from our last two.
 The first two years that we lived here our old apartment was nearer to the college. I didn't have a car yet and Trent would drop me off at work in the mornings before he'd go to school. Most afternoons I'd walk the hour long walk home, but sometimes I could catch a lift with a friend.
Lucy was still with us and my days seemed to revolve around her schedule.
My grandmother still lived in her house on Berry Street in Indiana and when we'd visit we'd stay there. ( We stay with my uncles now.)
It was the last place that I still had that connected me to the past. One bedroom was always decorated in blue, the other in red, and the bathroom in yellow.
Rachel was a lot more shy in those days too. ( My schedule conforms to hers now. It's true.)

Our lives really are so different, it's hard for me to imagine what they will be like when Trent is officially a doctor.