I feel like I have looked at every single apartment New York City has to offer. Twice.
End rant.
So the adventure begins! There has been a change in plans. PlanS. Plural. The big one being that I will now be working in the Midwood neighborhood at a bigger school. I was a bit in love with the first school, but I think this will be a great place too.
Finding a 3 month stay in Brooklyn is proving to be a bit of a challenge (unless $4000 / month is reasonable to you). It seems as though many of these options exist in Manhattan as many people intern in that area. I wasn't nervous about the situation until the last couple of days. Right now I just need something solid about this experience and knowing where I will be living (for at least the first week!) would be a comforting start. I know that it will all work out. Even if I have to live 2 weeks here, 3 days there, 10 days somewhere else. Not ideal, but that will just make the story even richer. I have even started to reach out to my "network". (And if you know me at all, you know that things are getting a little crazy if I am asking for help). Desperate times call for desperate measures :)
I am really starting to get excited. Thinking about the races I might do out there. What I'd like to see and do. Who might visit!
Less than 3 weeks of work left. The tough good-byes have been taking place the last couple of weeks. I'm still not sure what I think about all this. Leaving that great place. I feel like I might have to call in a time or two each week and get the low down on how everyone (patients and staff) are all doing! I've made so many great friends there. The support from the patients has been wonderful. Even when they are in the face of health adversity, they have found strength to lift me up and help me in ways I could not expect. And I am so grateful.
