Going Out With a Bang

As Ben's last official week of being on call on the weekend until we move, he made it a good one. Thursday night - not on call ironically - he went in at 2 am and worked until 3 am Friday morning. So that's not one hour, but 25 hours. Then got up and went in again 4 hours later at 7 am and worked a full 12 hour shift. Without laying out all the times and details, it has been like that all weekend. I'm glad for him that this is the last day of the weekend (he's working now, of course) and that we're on the count down of no days off and no overtime pay! It's been a great year for him, but time to move on.

(Have I mentioned lately how glad I am that he is not doing a residency?:))

Luckily he was here for a BBQ last night with our good friends. It just makes summer official!

And. We may or may not be living in a tent on the beach instead of a house. Apparently applying for a house to rent is like entering the lottery. Or takes bribery. Not sure. Could someone in OC please move and give us their house?

Thanks.