The bad part about having a project consume whole months of your year (did we really start talking about moving back in December?), is that while my life has come to a complete standstill, the rest of the world just keeps going on.
So today I realized I'd better get it in gear and get my taxes done. I'm hoping for a nice fat refund, the one we count on most years as forced savings for our family vacation, although this year it will probably go towards a huge moving truck.
The other thing that has snuck up on me is my nursing license renewal. Since this is my birthday month and an even year, here we are again (the ridiculous nature of this biennial ritual was the topic of one of my very first posts almost two years ago!). Every two years I have to complete continuing education credits, then wrestle over which box to check: inactive or unemployed. Unemployed implies laziness, and inactive is such an unkind word, as if for the last seven years since I've ceased to receive a paycheck, I've been doing nothing. Ugh.
I know I'll never work in a hospital again, and I sincerely doubt I'll ever need to write RN behind my name again, either. But (once I get past the test anxiety) I do enjoy keeping up at least a little in a field that, not so very long ago, meant the difference between buying groceries or doing without. It keeps my mind strong, and it reminds me to be thankful that I get to be home.