It’s a miracle that I ever made it through nursing school.
When we went to the temple on Saturday I had SUCH a hard time concentrating. Crazy thoughts coming into my brain from all directions: Should we go into debt to get a minivan, should we have another child, should I work more, should we not go to UT on vacation… endlessly thinking about other stuff. I’d look up (because the temple ceremony is presented via video) and wonder WHAT I had been thinking about. I felt guilty.
Seriously, I have NO idea how I made it through nursing school. I think God must’ve blessed me to hear ANYTHING that happened in class. And I think I also know why I was such a bad tester.
My job requires severe concentration in spurts. For a moment, there will be an emergency but in a few moments it has usually past and you move onto other things. Perhaps it’s making my lack of concentration worse.
And let’s not even TALK about my kids.
Anyway, anyone else feel this way?
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