Nervous for the same reason. Tomorrow at 11am (ie noon eastern time) we will open an envelope to find out where we are moving. It's such a weird system. Joe has already signed a contract with a hospital commiting himself to work there as a resident. He signed the contract when he submitted his rank list. And yet we don't know where. At least not yet. Tomorrow we will know.
To be perfectly honest I am not all that nervous about the location. Sure a move 20 miles across town would be A LOT easier than a move 2,000 miles across the country! But the location is actually a moot point. Because I know regardless of where we end up we will "bloom where planted". Because "home is where the heart is" and all that clichéd truth. I know these to be true from experience. In nearly 12 years of marriage we have moved 10 times. And every time we find our home. Because when we are together we are home.
I don't actually know how I will react tomorrow when we open the envelope. Will I cry? Will I laugh? Maybe both?! Will the location fill me with joy and anticipation or dread? I don't know. But I do know I am ready. Or at least as ready as I'll ever be!
And so is my flight companion!
Here we come Match 2015!!!