Moving On

I seem to moving into another time in my life.  Oh, I know, time marches on and all that.  But, things had been happening, and I am making some things happen, and it is oh so scarey!  But, not all of it.

Non-scarey?  Thanksgiving will be on Friday, the day after, at my daughter's house.  This is a huge break in tradition, since I am only going for pie and coffee, and no one is cooking.  Certainly not me!!  She has to work on THE DAY, so Friday it is.  It will be less stressful cuz there is no big meal to prepare, and just a nice visit day to hang with my family.  Nice.

Work has taken a weird twist.  I have had to attend a 2 day course that I actually developed and taught myself for new oncology nurses at the VA.  Yeh, that was when I was a Clincial Nurse Specialist/Oncology.  I still am, btw, just not doing that kind of work atm.  I should clarify.  I didn't develop the course itself, I just tweaked it, got it down to one day and made all the slides, put them on disc, etc.    So, the educators at this 2 day course knew that I had taught before and approached me to consider helping out with future classes.  Yikes!  Do I get a raise??  a promotion??  None of that.  Well, I could get promoted to nurse clinician 3, which is meh in my eyes.  Been there, done that, now I like being a peon and saving lives.  I would have to go to the "train the trainers" one day course, which is associated with the big Oncology Nursing Society Conference.  Work would pay for it, and, of course I would also attend the conference.  That's all very nice, but, being the rebel that I am, I have a hard time teaching people how to do things, when I tend to do things my way anyways.  But, policy is policy.  I could do it.

More scarey than that?  Match.com.  Yikes!  I don't know what to think.  Is it new meat?  I got almost 70 hits the first 24 hours, most of them supposedly "matches".  Is that a lot?  Out of them I got about 10 winks, which is a sorta easy way to show interest without committing to an email or phone call.  Scarey, indeed.  I hated dating when I was a kid.  Prolly why I was safely married at 16.  I hated dating between marriages.  And I think I still hate dating.  But looking at all that testosterone......sigh.  I winked at this one hunky guy, he winked back.  Now I am even more scared!  He lives close, just in the next town.  Double Yikes!  Another one lives close by and is in the healthcare profession.  Prolly workes in the same hospital I do.  I'm not sure I'm ready for this.  Fun to look, but.....