Going back to Portland............er, maybe

So, today was the end of clinical in psych. It ended very well actually. The rotation itself was great, though the class was utter trash. I had a meeting with my clinical instructor (the one with closed eyes in the picture) and she was extremely complimentary in my review. It was a really nice (by far the most glowingly positive review I have ever received) and, with the rotation coming next, much needed ego massage. It is a place that I finally felt like I fit and understood the rhythms of the facility (perhaps the fact that it happened to be a psychiatric hospital might bear some examination, but for my own sanity I wont look too closely). Anyway, I thought I would get with the Joneses and actually post a pic for one. This is my psych group. The white t-shirts that my classmate and I adorned for the photo is something of an inside joke and not a cry for assistance with fashion (though I would not oppose that notion considering my lack of imagination regarding apparel).

Tia is edging ever near the precipice of her decision on our next destination. I am not without a say in the matter, but we ultimately are making the decision based on whether or not she wants to pursue a PhD in the near future or put it off a bit. If she wants to pursue it, we need to find a place we can both exist happily and, if not, then we head to Portland (or surrounding regions). We should have some semblance of a plan by December.......if she can sell this house that it.

Off to bed. Its been a LONG day.