I should stop grumbling when life is like "Oh hey, here are two equally delicious looking dishes. Pick one." Well, that wasn't an entirely accurate portrayal of my life, but it's close enough. The boss has made a formal job offer for me to stay on... and the pay is much above what newly registered pharmacists earn. It's like... an iPhone in one week.


On the other hand, I don't want to regret my choice in five years time when (if) I am a spinster with a million iPhones (cats). I know that a degree in Medicine will stimulate me and will continue to for the rest of my life. Thing is, if I do end up with a family, I refuse to do the doctor thing and the mum thing half arsed. Which is what I will invariably end up doing because I can't see the two co-existing that well. Which leads me to the conversation I had with E. this evening:

E: Oh snap. Are you leaning towards anything at the moment?
G: Nooooooooooo. Well, I would be if you would propose already
E: Even if I was Christian right now, I wouldn't propose.......


... because facebook proposals suck

sfdlkdsflkdsfkljsfdlkjsdflkjsfdlkjfdsjklfdsjklfsdjkl must tear out hair in contemplation of life and goals in life. Also, the episode of Downton Abbey really put me off having children. I don't want eclampsia, thanks very much. Although, this is 2012 and Downton Abbey was set in 1920 when they didn't use IV magnesium, labetalol and salbutamol for the treatment of eclampsia. Oh, and a caesarian delivery, thanks.