I can do it,

but I hate keeping secrets.
Especially when it's great news. And it's all I can think about.

"That's all, Mom. No more news that I can think of" --except for this really exciting thing that I'm not supposed to tell anyone until further notice--!!!

Announcing (drum roll) alternate good news:

1. I got a part time job in a PT office as an aide! It's just a few set hours a week, with the option of getting called in for a few more hours here and there when it's busy. The important thing is the exposure it gives me, including a PT outside of my faculty whom I can go to as a resource. Of course, a little extra cash for gas money or something doesn't hurt, either!

2. I got a mattress. So I'm sleeping where I pay rent now, instead of at Sharon's house. Next priority is a bookshelf, although the piles of books scattered about the bedroom floor are suggestive of academic genius, and can be motivating in a fantastical sort of way.

3. The March for Life is a "go;" the final count of teenagers under our chaperone is 12. They're really good kids, and we are 3 adults, so it should be a good time. Of course, a busful of teenagers (we're not the only group of teens-and-adults going) will always have that element of the unpredictable.

4. I still like the material I'm studying, even though it's much different from last semester. In every consecutive country that I visited in Europe, I said, "No this is where I would want to live and learn the language." I'm finding the same pattern starting with physical therapy. "Orthopoedics--no, Neurology--is what I think I'd like to specialize in.

Good thing I still have some time to gain experience!