The transition continues. Thanks moderator, you know who you are, for your Vote of Confidence. I was fortunate enough to get your Vote, proves someone out there is reading.

Interesting enough, I got a bit of Drama going on in my surrounding world but that's small in comparison to the Big Move!

I was able to open up to some people at work, in confidence, to feel better about my transition. That relieved some stress, allowing for at least some sleep. I guess since I'm already a healthcare professional in a very endearing profession itself, as a RN, it's hard not to feel a responsibility toward one's assigned patient load.

It's hard to function in a role that not many support you in because while one is transitioning into Medical School, so many trials and tribulations come from the application process alone, it's actually humbling. But I realize I worked on this for years. It's just coming up as my number, a lottery, one could say. Just happens, it wasn't going to be close to home. So be it.

I figure if the US Gov't is willing to fork out the funds to make an MD out of me, must be legit. They paid the tuition already. The Financial Aid office has contacted me to put the whole deal into perspective. 100k is the maximum allowed for graduate school from Stafford. 120k for living expense loans for 4 yrs if you ask for the maximum for a family. That still is waiting to be all approved. 24k is what they say is allowed for the household. Tight situation, is all I can say, but that may be different in Mexico if you play your budget right. You just have to live amongst the natives.

Stay away from the Providence area near campus, is what I'm told. Reach for a living arrangement within 15 minutes, stay away from the country clubs. All these rules to find suitable housing. All I know is that it's stressful. My flight down on May 10th will prove to be a rewarding but stressful 4 days searching for a home for my kids. Oh, and did I mention that Mexico doesn't participate in the Hague Convention.

What the heck does that mean? Found that out on the American Consulate site. What that means, is that, as a single parent, I have to request a permission from my ex-hubbie - signed and notarized, that he knows the kids are traveling with me at all times, because he isn't going to be present.

I forgot to drink my V-8 on that one. The medical school never told me about that one small, most important detail. So, to get on a plane with the kids, I have to present this so called "letter."
It goes on and on. Thank God I research my stuff. I had to almost scream on that issue. I haven't got the "letter" yet and to keep me on edge, he probably won't resurface, to spite me, until the day before my departure. Would it be ethical to forge his signature, jijijijiji? NOPE. Answered myself. Just joking.

It's a sign of "good mental health" I keep saying.

Like Sethina told me, hang on, you're in for the ride of your life.

These moments of vocalizing in my diary allow for venting against the "good ole boy" network. I'm stepping right into it, eh, ladies?

Whoops, I started a new thread inadvertantly, sorry! 50 lashes with a wet noodle.

Wondering where I've been since March? Me too. I've been to Guad, searched and found a home, rented it, furnished it and returned to collect my family to go. Not!

I returned to find out that I was given 15 days notice from my rentors in my home, who indicated they didn't want to stay in Orlando after all, more like they needed to move to Boca Raton, for business reasons.

Now what. No other than "time to place the house on the market, time." Why, because the reality of it is I would never be able to find good rentors like them in less than a month. So, how about doing some fixing up to how they left it and just moving it in a good market upswing. Trying my luck at balancing acts before its time, never. I realize I have to wear these hats all the time as an Executive. In the real world, that's the direction we're heading into as physician's, no? What ever.

It's been 1 month now, potentially thousands of dollars later (not really, because my fiance did all the repairs, just paid for all needed material) and the house is good to go. Ready to move in. But then, when I thought I had a buyer, an inspection proved it needed just a little bit more work, because I guess they want a perfect home 10 yrs later and va-va-voom....the buyer pulls out. OK girls, all this happened today. Now what.

My next move to get the heck out of this country is to bring the price down. Thank God I didn't bring it down any lower 3 days ago. Now with the inspection that's detailed (and we got to reveal it to the next guy) and all small items (and once again my Angel will do all the work in a "zip pi dee do da" time frame), I'll bring the price down and offer it "AS IS." "A fixer upper." In a "COUNTRY CLUB" in Orlando, FL. Yeah, right. That will make it really look like they're getting a deal and hopefully a handyman will come along and take it off my hands. There is less tops, 1k work needed right now. But I've got to go, so I'll really make a dip in bringing it down just to get it out of my hands.

Will I ever make it to Medical School? I've got exactly 60 days to get there. It takes 30 days alone to get to closing, unless it's a cash buy and then it may be less. I've got to get my kids down to Mexico to be able to find them a school yet and daycare. Can this really be happening to me. I think I'll pinch myself. Ouch. It's real. I'm real. This whole situation is real.

Any one out there interested in a vacation home in Orlando? Nice victorian home in Tuskawilla Country Club, #3 in Orlando. Great buy, furnish it and make it a "get away in Fantasyland." Can't go wrong, trust me and I'll be more than greatful to you for getting me off to medical school. If you know of an investor, send them my way. Contact my realtor, it's listed on the MLS in the zip code for 32708 in the $255k range now, after today's setback.

I'm beginning to feel like this International Move is greater than me. I can't seem to get there. I'm giving it to God as there is no other way but to give it to the Almighty, just like everything else in His creation.

aka Linda :banghead: :banghead: [/LIST] [/LIST] :banghead: :banghead: