It's been good knowing you.. but I'm glad it's almost time to discard you. This morning, Andy let out a yelping scream a little after 9 AM. He matched! Ahem, WE matched. We don't know where, but somewhere.. there's a residency program and potential preliminary program (if we didn't match to a five year program) that wants to train Andy to become a radiologist. It's extremely exciting news, news worth celebrating, and the culmination of about three grand (not counting Board examinations), a lot of Southwest travel points, a lot of preparation, anxiety, interviewing, and a lot of careful balancing between working hard and leaving it to the Lord. I am so grateful that we matched, but know that if we didn't... it would not be so bad as the Lord would comfort our natural man tendency to feel inadequate or disappointed.
I am personally excited as Friday approaches (the day we find out where we will be for the next five years and an excuse to have family come visit us - always great fun!) and I get to throw all these binders away. I've been piling them up slowly after each of Andy's interviews.. anticipating the time I can discard them and have less clutter. I'm a clutter-phobic and after finally putting away all my BlueSky working papers into my newly purchased Accordian folder, I am pleased with the reduction of work around the dining table. I would love to work in an office, but it's more logical to work in the dining room so I can watch Jordan while he's playing in the living room. I also would love for him to have a play room or only play in his room, but for now.. the living room is our place of being.
Good bye big ugly box of residency interview informational folders. I am glad to see you go.