Yes, I know, I'm a doctor. And yes, I'm even done with residency. So that should mean I'm all growed up, right?
Problem: I don't feel grown up.
I did, however, move much closer to grown-up status the other day. I bought a planner. I used to use one of these things back in college to keep my classes and papers straight. I got out of the habit in residency, 'cause I had no control over my schedule whatsoever. I just showed up in the morning and went where I was pointed. No thinking necessary.
Now I have a crazy schedule involving night shifts, meetings and research demands... not to mention a husband and social life. I was so disorganized Prez Bush's brain looked tidy in comparison. So I finally caved and got a good old fashioned paper planner.
And I feel pretty good about it. :)
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I'm glad that you went with a Paper Planner. It's amazing that you've been able to survive this long with all you have going on without one.
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