Sunday, October 29, 2006

Registered Professional Nurse

It's official: I received my nursing license and registration in the mail on Friday. Now the hard part starts . . .

A couple of weeks ago I found out I passed the nursing boards about an hour after my job offer came in. I accepted a staff nurse position at NewYork-Presbyterian Weill Cornell Medical Center in Maternity. It is a float position, covering antepartum, labor & delivery, postpartum, nursery, and triage. The only area I won't be expected to cover is the operating room. It will be a little crazy as I orient to all the departments, but wonderful experience. It is also a night position, from 7:00 pm to 7:30 am, for 13 shifts a month (mostly 3 days a week).

This past Thursday, I signed a lease on a new apartment. I'm moving on up to the upper upper upper East Side. East Harlem (El Barrio), that is.


I got a rent-stabilized, two bedroom apartment on the third floor of a walkup on the corner of East 116th and Pleasant Avenue, just a block from the East River. The kitchen is a little quirky, with the kitchen sink off in a corner. Closet space is not in abundance, either. The bigger 'catch' is that there is no view - all the windows look out on other walls and windows. Nevertheless, there are lovely hardwood floors. Plus, being up nights means that I wouldn't get to enjoy a view much anyhow. Being on the interior of the building means it is also quieter.

My new lease starts November 1st but the old one doesn't run out until the 14th, so I get to stretch the moving craziness out over two weeks, if I need to. I have scrub the new place, pack, move, and then scrub the old place. Oy.

In spite of all that, I took the weekend to tag along with Daddy to Connecticut to see Benjamin. We saw a great sunset at the beach in Groton, across the Thames from New London. It rained most of the day Saturday, but we had a great weekend.




And now for something completely different . . .
The other day I got some spam that slipped past the email filter that contained a bizarre and hilarious hodge-podge of mostly grammatically correct words. It started "Any fundraiser can find lice on another green industrial complex, but it takes a real bottle of beer to sanitize a briar patch toward a CEO." When I shared it with Mary Ellen, she pointed me to a truly extraordinary example of the genre.

Cheers!
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