Virginia Wild Rose and Fun at Work

28*, 83% humidity, calm wind, mostly cloudy, FLOOD WARNING

I've been pleasantly worn out the past couple of days. Not the kind of worn out that comes from sitting at a desk for 16 hour stretches at work, brain dead, wishing to be anywhere but there and then not being able to sleep. But the kind of worn feeling you get after a good day of hiking, where your body is moving, that makes you sleep like a baby come hell or high water. Its my new job. Yesterday everything started sinking in (it was only my second day but the first day had my head spinning). Now every time I close my eyes I see peons, krilies, allisis, russians, and a billion other kinds of forceps I had to learn to recognize last night along with a billion other kinds of surgical tools and set ups. I was kept busy and on my feet all night. I love it. I was right, I'm not easily going to get bored in this new department. Finally my brain and my body are enjoying the new challenge. I am NOT a desk job kinda girl. It was the same way with school for me. I was always SO BORED. I could do the work just fine, I got mainly A's and really didn't need to study, "creative" spelling being my only problem child as well as punctuation and the like, though I can read very well. When I was in 1st grade, I took a billion tests and they shuffled me off to a more advanced program where I and a few other students dissected cow eyes and studied things like light refraction. In high school I took engineering classes and I was going to graduate early but I wanted to walk with my friends at graduation so I took some extra classes with them, and was bored out of my mind. I loved my friends, but I just could not see the sense of sitting there in a desk listening to a teacher drone on about the same thing for a week or two before moving on. Some teachers understood this, two come to mind, who allowed me more of a free rein in class to read ahead, and wright essays instead of hanging back. I especially excelled in those classes and I enjoyed them and the mix of independent and guided study worked well for me. So it makes sense to me that this new job is fun and something I can truly appreciate. New co-workers are there to train me when I need answers, but at the same time, I am free to handle and learn and and experience the tools for surgery. That is just how I learn well. Everyone learns differently.

Under the grow lights I am trying to hatch my Virginia wild rose seeds now. I have one sprout as of yesterday but the rest of the seeds are proving stubborn. If I see no more sprouts by Friday, it goes back into the fridge again. Virginia roses love wet soil, more then any other rose I've learned about which is PERFECT for my front part of the yard, the swamp as I call it. I have high hopes for these and I want more then one, JUST in case they DON'T like damp soil as much as I've read about.