Recalibrating

  Sometimes things happen in life that cause us to shift from our normal routine. Sometimes those things are good, sometimes they are bad. Homeostasis is the idea that the human body finds a balance and, when something is added or removed to that balance, everything else realigns to a new state of balance.

That may be what's going on with my life right now. I have three or so months left in my first year of residency, and there's still lots of reading to be done and an entire in-service exam that needs correction, readings that need to be finished. I need to cut away time each day ( now that I'm on the easier rotations) to get these things done.

Then there's the relationship status, which right now is null. I have fun every now and then but I'm looking for something serious, something meaningful that will lead to something real. It's not easy finding someone who doesn't play games up front and act really immature, and while I know how to deal with that sort of nonsense nowadays vs in the past, I feel as though I shouldn't have to do so for the woman I would end up marrying one day.

Then there's the exercise and healthy eating front, both of which I simply have not been following. Recalibrating here would mean actually managing to sleep early enough in order to get up at 5 am and ride to the hospital, and then ride back home afterward. Eating healthy would actually mean buying ingredients, prepping, and baking and partitioning things into tupperware boxes. There's no set routine down for this sort of thing yet, I've just been doing whatever for the last two months in terms of food. I haven't gained a horrible amount of weight, but I haven't lost any either.

I had to hire a lawyer because of license suspension issues with my car, none of which were actually my fault. Knowing the American justice system, if it does indeed get suspended, then I may end up biking to work a lot more than I previously planned. I don't mind it though.

My overall level of anxiety is much lower than it was before the car accident, but I still stay up at night pondering my life. I'm on call this weekend, and so there's very little free time, definitely none with which to go out and meet people. Maybe those few hours I have when I go home before I go to sleep, is really time I can use to recalibrate.

Oh, and I'm going to write more. A lot more.