The "Blind Carlos Years"

PGY2. Second year outside of Loan Utopia. Everyone has their own “spouse in medicine stresses.” Mine is money. When I can’t make ends meet I start freaking out. This year has been the hardest for us. (Two moves and a higher cost of living in FL)

There is little for us to do in North Carolina right now while Dr.H is on a month rotation here, so we got a temp membership at the Y. The Yoga instructor told me I needed to take off my socks. To my shame I revealed toenails that had not been pedicured since my mother came to town in January!

That was it. DARN the $10 for a polish change! It had to be done. Enough is enough. So what I overdrew my bank account?

I had to take up coloring my own locks, as do most other resident spouses, but reached an all-time new low this week: I cut my own hair.

I was already overdrawn for the polish change and the mane was beginning to resemble a Christmas tree. How am I supposed to compete with all the hot nurses out there when I can’t even afford a haircut or polish change?!?!

So, I didn’t trim my hair; it was beyond that. I cut it. I tried to put in layers and everything. I was a nervous wreck the whole time! I think it looks better than when I started, but not totally sure.

Anyone watch Desperate Housewives? You know during Carlos’ blind years; when they are poor and Gabby wears crap clothes, drug store make up, has one pair of shoes, and is just trying to make things work?

I totally feel just like that.