Rainy days

After one of the worst summer droughts in state history, we've finally been getting some rain.
Dragging myself out of bed on a dark, rainy morning to go in to the hospital isn't easy. I'd love to stay curled up under my covers. Ah the elusive thing known as motivation. While it is tough getting out of bed, it's tough not collapsing into bed at the end of the day bypassing things like doing my studying and homework and suturing practice.
I feel somewhat reassured when I hear my Doc has also crashed on the couch at the end of a long day. It's not just me that is overcome with what seems like perpetual fatigue. I try to get enough sleep, but am never refreshed. That's why I need coffee. Like the grass perking up after a storm, I tend to gain more life after a warm cup of joe. A vacation would be better, but there's no time. I enjoy the fact that this program is condensed - 2 years isn't a very long time from start to finish, but sometimes it would be nice to have more recovery room to try to relax from the stress.