Happy Anywhere

I am supposed to be cleaning my house right now. I should be valiantly striving to rid my couches, floors, etc of the masses of dog hair that coat (heehe) my home (the weather is fantastic but Ichi is shedding like no other). Instead i am drinking coffee, watching Regis and Kelly, and clearly not cleaning.

I feel obligated to clean (beyond my normal OCD) because there will be a party at my house tomorrow celebrating the announcement of where i will live for the next five years. I have been very stressed and nervous about match day until last night when after many St. Patty's day Guineeses, Chris asked me why i was nervous because it effects him just as much and all he is, is excited.

I feel more pressure because it i feel it is my fault if we don't go somewhere high on the list. He told me wherever we go we will be together and we will be happy. He is right. We only applied placed in the US we thought would be fun to live. Chris makes me happy, not my location. This should be exciting, not nervous.

I won't lie, i still have that nauseated feeling in my stomach when i think about opening that envelope. I believe in the match though. I belive in the process and I know i did my best in the last five years to make this moment good.

Today i am going to clean my house and try to focus on the excited. Tomorrow i am going to smile for my class picture, turn in my keys and pager, pick up my graduation regalia, and open my envelope.

Then i am going to party because i am moving to one of 11 amazing places with my husband and we will be happy. Oh and PS, i am going to be a surgeon!