Things that can wait

When your husband (or wife or significant other or roommate) is in residency, there are a few things that end up taking a back seat at home. Luckily, for Dr. J and I we have an equal appreciation for cleanliness and messiness. Since beginning residency, our apartment might be a more messy lived in than we’d like, but we’re OK with that.

Most days, I see Dr. J for a few seconds in the morning when he kisses me good bye and then for about 2 hours before bedtime (his work hours only add up to “80 hours” a week, I swear). We always try to eat dinner together when he gets home from the hospital, if it’s still light out we’ll go for a family walk with Luke Skywalker, and then it’s almost time for bed! We could spend a portion of our time together cleaning up from dinner or doing the overflowing laundry or vacuuming or emptying the dishwasher, but we don’t. And we’re OK with that. And our apartment is kind of messy. And we’re OK with that, too. It all eventually gets done and clean, just not in an incredibly timely manner. Such is life in residency. Don’t sweat it. Spend time together first, the dishes can wait.

On another spending time together note, it’s finally spring in Philly! The trees are blooming, the pollen count is skyrocketing, and the dog park is full of happy doggies after work! Luke Skywalker and I try to get down to the dog park after work so that Dr. J can meet us there on his bike ride back from work.

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Here’s to a weekend of ignoring the dishes,

-Bridget

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