On call and wasting time...

I knew I'd be on call for all of July, but one forgets how limiting that ends up being in reality. For instance, Jason has gone to pick up the boy from camp, but since cell phone reception may be spotty and the distance puts me nearly 2 hours from the laboring women, I have to stay home. As it turns out that's fine--we just managed to organize a girls' night out to see The Ugly Truth. Yippee!

I have had some professional ups and downs lately. I had a client transport to the hospital, but received some good news regarding my training, so I feel there's a cosmic balance out there that I have to just step back to appreciate.

Number two boy is making me crazy, but life was better with him in day camp this week, so I have plans on running him ragged until school starts in 3 weeks.

One thing I'm feeling committed to doing is becoming more of a bike-for-transportation family. Jason rides his bike across town to work several times a week, and we're so close to the center of town that there's no reason we can't do the same thing. I do wish we were a little closer to my office, but then that begs the question of what would I do on a bike if I got a call to a birth.

See, it all comes full circle.