I got a job!!

Whoop Whoop, let the celebration begin! The waiting is finally over. I accepted an offer to be the Director of Nursing at a hospital in Connecticut. I'll start next month. I am extremely excited and a little nervous. Its a big responsibility but I think it will be a good fit for me. I agree with the hospitals mission and vision and am excited to bring their nursing department to the next level.

My parents, my sister and me all had a little champagne toast to celebrate that my retirement is over. It was fun to be able to enjoy the good news with them. The timing was perfect.

Its a little switch over working in Kabul but the patient population is diverse in its socioeconomic status, which excites me. The hospital is involved in their community and who knows what opportunities will present itself.

Now I have to decide where to live, and if I should rent or buy. But before that I have a trip to Colorado planned for some de-briefing and then a vacation in Hawaii!! Which is just a little treat to myself.

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Waiting is the hardest part

Still waiting to hear about a job. Trying to be still and enjoy this time of rest and refilling of my cup. Yes there are some perks to staying up late, sleeping till 10am but it sure would be nice to have job. The danger with my current circumstance is I am starting to feel like I'm running out of motivation to do anything. I'm also a little worried I may have forgotten how to do my job.

The week before Christmas I interviewed at two hospitals. With the first facility, this was my third "call back". The first interview occurred in Nov. The process has moved forward and the communication between them and me has been decent. The second facility conducted the interviews in a day and a half. I haven't decided which way is better. Get it all done in a day or have the process carried out over 6-weeks. The one perk to the 6 week process was I felt like they must like me since they kept calling me back. The perk to having the interviews occur all in one day is; it's only one day and I only had to wear one suit.

Both places said I'd hear after the holidays. I know one place has contacted at least one of my references. As for now; I wait, I sit still and rest. I am also truly thankful that my circumstances don't require me to just take any job that comes along.

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Scared the daylights out of me

At 0330 this morning the family dog, who has taken to sleeping next to me jumped off my bed. She takes off down the stairs barking. I sit up in bed, eyes wide open and my heart racing in my chest. I suddenly develop supper sonic hearing abilities and am straining to hear anything.

A thousand thoughts running through my head; why didn't I get my pistol permit, should I call 911, my parents are down the hall sleeping, why didn't my dad get up and the list goes on.

Several minutes later the dog comes back. I am laying there trying to convince myself that she scared away whoever or whatever made her bark. The dog jumps back up in bed with me and I nervously pet her head. Just as I am about to lay my head back down to bed, her ears perk up, she growls and I hear a man's voice down stairs.

At this point, my heart has gone from racing to pounding in my chest. I hit the dog on her back end and tell her "go get 'em". We both jump off the bed, she goes downstairs and I take off running down the hall to my parents bedroom. Throwing open my parents door, in a loud whisper I say "WHERE'S DADDY?" My very disoriented mother answers "downstairs with the guy from the gas company we don't have any heat....why what's the matter with you?"

I jump into their bed, throw my arms around her and exclaim that "I thought someone was breaking in." I didn't know if I wanted to laugh or cry. Like all good mom's she gave me hug and sent me back to bed.

In my defense, after being in Kabul for a year, my senses are still a little hyper-vigilant. And, I watched Dr.Petit speak on Oprah last week (family brutally murdered several years ago; occurred in suburbs of CT around 0330).

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The search continues

Searching for a job, takes a lot of energy and perseverance. It's not for the faint of heart and interviews are mentally draining. Officially I've been unemployed or as I prefer to call it, retired since Oct 1. Not horrible considering the current state of our economy. I also have elected not to collect unemployment. Thankfully I am in a position where I don't need it. My parents are letting me live with them rent free and I don't have debt. In addition to that, a few short term opportunities such as editing an article for publication have presented themselves so I've had spending money.

I have been on a few interviews for either consulting opportunities or full-time employment, which I am truly thankful for. Again, given the unemployment rate I feel pretty blessed. I have greatly appreciated the time of rest at home as I've been adjusting to being back in the States. I needed that much more then I ever dreamed.

With that said, its going to be quite the shock to my system when I have to rejoin the workforce. Unless I can find a job that lets me start at 11am and wear slippers, but I'm doubtful. I used to watch the Ironman Triathlon that occurs in Hawaii and think the only way I could do that was to quit my job and train full time. Well, I haven't used this time home to do that. Although if a job doesn't happen soon, I may reconsider that option.

As of today, I have two interviews scheduled. One will be my third interview with the facility. The second is a two day interview with another facility. There is a third facility that reportedly wants to interview me but has yet to schedule it.

All of these opportunities are in the States. I haven't seen an overseas opportunity that pulled on my heart like Afghanistan did. Felt a twinge for an opportunity in Haiti, so maybe that part of me isn't dead. Here's to hoping I am employed at Christmas.

The photo is of the mountains in Kabul. It was taken from the plane as I was flying home.

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Home Depot and random thoughts

Spent some time today in Home Depot. Its not usually a place I shop but my youngest sister and I ran there to get more white Christmas lights and a Christmas present for our dad. He's asked for two "man" gifts; a case of oil (also helpful for us since he changes the oil in our cars) and a new shop light.

Now if Home Depot was interested in a few suggestions, I'd be willing to offer some. First, as an independent women, I won't be offended if you come over and ask me if I need help. Especially when my sister and I are starring blankly at all the options you have for fluorescent lights. The second suggestion is, it might be helpful to put the light bulbs that go with specific types of lights in the section that the lights are sold in. There are a lot of different types of bulbs. The best idea would be to sell the lights with the lights, but that might make things to easy. Does anyone know what's the best way to wrap a T8 32watt 48 inch bulb?

On the way to Home Depot, I stopped to get gas. $3.09 a gallon -Yikes! As I was putting gas in my car and wishing someone would do this for me, my mnd wandered to life in Kabul. It's cold in Connecticut and since my Kabul experience, I really really really dislike being cold. I realized that one of the things I miss about Afghanistan is not having to do the car maintenance. I wasn't allowed to drive, which was probably a good thing since traffic is a nightmare, as are the road conditions. Not driving also means, you don't have to put gas in the car, take it in to get the oil changed and that the car is already warm when you get it in.

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Thanksgiving

What a treat to be home for Thanksgiving this year. We had a small crowd, just immediate family and one guest. Spent the day before baking all the favorites; banana cream pie, chocolate cream pie and apple pie. Then made deviled eggs, which are much harder then one would expect.

Throughout the day I couldn't help but remember what last year was like. The four days before Thanksgiving we didn't have power, which meant no heat and no hot water. I was so miserable on Thanksgiving morning. All's I wanted was a shower before we headed over to the base. We had been very lucky to score an invite to dinner at the military base, and I would have given anything to wash my hair. Little did I know that this was only the beginning of what winters were like in Kabul.

Dinner with the troops was a blast. As an extra perk, the UCONN game was on TV while we ate. And boy did we eat. This was the first time since I arrived in Afghanistan that I had American food. We even had real ice-cream.

Since I've been home, I feel much more patriotic towards the men and women in the armed services. I've always supported the troops but its different now. I feel we can't do enough for them. My heart truly goes out to them, their families and the sacrifices they make to for me, us.

When we got home after Thanksgiving dinner, we had power. I was able to take a warm shower and then headed out to have a second Thanksgiving dinner with some friends at "J" compound. Both dinners were nice, but nothing beats being with your family.

I am so thankful to be home.

Voting Day

America, the land of the free!! Remember to celebrate our freedom, liberties and go vote.

Last year I wasn't in the States when it was election season. The perk is you are away from the phone calls and spam that arrives daily in your mail box. In Kabul, they plaster walls with pictures of the candidates. Banners are hung throughout town and like here, the conversation around the water cooler is political.

Unfortunately today, I wasn't able to vote. There was some paperwork error that occurred. Before I left for Kabul, I sold my house and moved in with my parents for 2 weeks. I completed all the necessary paperwork to change my address and my voting registration. Today I showed up at the polls and there was no record of me living at this address. I did notice that I wasn't getting any political pamphlets but it didn't register that maybe I wasn't registered.

After I few phone calls made by the official voter dude, he told me that yes my voter registration was canceled in my previous town of residence but they have no record of it being transferred to any town in Connecticut. He did give me the paperwork and allowed me to fill out a new voter registration form but I wasn't allowed to vote today.

I'm pretty angry with myself. The right to vote is such a privilege and I blew it. I believe that one vote does make a difference. I believe that we need to take this right seriously and vote in each election as an informed voter. And I think its extra important for women to get out and vote. There are still too many countries where women struggle for this right, we shouldn't take it for granted.

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