Holy cannoli, this has been quite the summer. As you may have read in my last post, I lost someone very close to me 2 weeks ago. It was shocking and I've had a harder time with it than I thought I would. Now that the Fringe Festival is over, though, I can get back to a "normal" "schedule". I didn't realize before his passing how important my HUGE Theater community is. All I wanted after I heard about it was to go to the theater and be surrounded by my improv-y friends. Now I can and it's awesome. I love that group of people so much. It took me 25 years to find the right group of people to hang out with but it was worth waiting all that time. The whole premise of improv is supporting one another and Minneapolis' improv scene is great at it both on and off stage.
An hour before I heard about Matt's passing, I was offered a position as a Paramedic at Gold Cross Ambulance in Rochester, MN. I start September 10th which means I'll be six days shy of being unemployed for an entire year. So close! Thank God, though, my unemployment will run out next week. I don't know if I've ever had such a mixed bag of emotions as I did that day. Excited, shocked, devastated, happy-ish, guilty.
In some ways, finding out about this job at the same time was a blessing. It's kept me busy with preparation. First, I had to build some muscle for the physical screen they'll have me do in a week. My friend Hannah is a CrossFit trainer and she (being the kindest person ever) agreed to give me a few free training sessions. As a former fat kid, it was traumatizing at first. The last time I was able to touch my toes was in utero. (Oh by the way, that whole Zumba thing? I accurately predicted that a "rest day" would turn into a "rest rest of the summer." Maybe I'll pick it up again in the fut... no I won't. I need to set goals and my first goal is to stop setting myself up for failure by setting goals.) In any case, Hannah showed me some sweet stretches and I finally touched my toes! And then I was sore for the next week straight so I took a "rest week."
The next step was buying a bunch of toiletries since I'll be going back and forth between Minneapolis and Rochester on a fairly regular basis and what's the worst thing to happen while you're away from home? Not having nail clippers, that's what. Check. Nail file, deodorant, extra socks and undershirts. Check, check, check and check. I'm so set. Even if I have no idea how to stop someone's eyeball from falling out, at least I'll have a fresh pair of underpants waiting for me in the truck.
Another preparation I've made is to get contacts. Apart from not having a nail clipper when you need one, the worst thing ever is to wear sunglasses over your regular glasses. That does NOT convey authority at all. After getting over fondling my eyeball, it was a piece of cake. Now I at least look like I know what I'm doing.
The latest thing I've done to prepare was going to the library to get every book about emergency medicine I could get my hands on. I think reading up on the subject will really boost my survival rates.
I really think I'll be successful at this new job. Nay. CAREER. Look out, Rochester! Save all your shootings and spontaneous combustions for when I get there!
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