Today I did not wake up on the right side of the bed. And I didn't wake up on the right side of the bed yesterday either. In fact, I've been in a royally unpleasant mood since Tuesday, if you really want to know the truth.
Y'all. Why does Alabama have to play Clemson for the national championship? AGAIN. For those of you that don't know how deliciously awkward this is for me, let me just put this out there again. I went to school at Clemson. Graduated with my B.S. in Biological Sciences (#nerd). But my parents raised me to be an Alabama fan. That probably contributes to some of the crazy-- I'm sure I've got some kind of a complex.
One of the perks of being a SAHM (who is never actually at home, but that's a story for another day), is that I get to tag along with Matt for his residency interviews. I mentioned that in my last post. Usually this means I would be satisfied with sitting in the hotel room catching up on email/life in general while watching reality TV. After all, those are things I almost never get to do because my days are usually spent wrangling toddlers; and my nights are usually spent doing family things and catching my husband up on the day's events.
I am sitting here typing this from a nice comfy bed in a hotel room with some good old Vanderpump Rules (trashy but amazing) a la Bravo TV playing in the background. I'm totally in my element. The hubs and I are in Greenville, SC interviewing at yet another residency program. We've totally gotten the hang of this-- I've practically gotten it down to a science at this point. Drop the kids off with the grandparents (so grateful for our families, their proximity to us, and their willingness to help us out), drive to our destination, hubs goes to dinner with the other residents while I stay in the room and enjoy some alone time, rinse, and repeat.