I’ve got a severe case of writer’s block going on. It’s like a stone wall in my brain.
I need to learn how to “Link Up” because I see all of these fun things I could write about, but I just haven’t dedicated the time to learn the ins and outs of it.
Any advice for breaking down the wall to get some words flowing?
We are finally all settled in and unpacked. Nothing like celebrating Cinco de Mayo watching the Eagles documentary on TV and relaxing with the hound. ;)
We are having friends over tonight for guac, fajitas, and of course, margaritas! I love having people over and hanging out.
I’m exhausted though. I’m sad that tomorrow is Monday and that I have to go back to work ANDDD school. :( Everyone on traditional schedules/graduates is making me suuuuper jealous. Only 5 weeks until I have a 6 week break though.
Happy Cinco de Mayo to all! Enjoy responsibly! ;)
Moving is so much effort. :( I’m still buried under all the boxes, and I can’t even think straight.
My friend is coming to stay with us for a month tomorrow, so we have to have everything put away by then, which is totally stressing me out.
Luckily Ted has been adjusting pretty well. He’s not barking at anyone, or being a general jerk like he can be to strangers.
I’m so sorry if I’ve been wayyy out of the loop lately, I promise to be back soon!
Oh. My. God.
Today is the day.
At the end of the day I will have moved, I will live with a boy, and in an apartment.
AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *home alone face*
Please pray for my anxiety level to come down from the extreme level that it is currently at.
I’m going to start this off with a little bit about me. If I’m not at an event where I am the center of attention, I can talk to a brick wall until it talks back. Attention doesn’t bother me, but I’m also content to sit and watch from the back. HOWEVER… If an even occurs where I must be the center of attention, I feel like I’m a gold fish in a bowl being watched, and I clam up faster than you’d believe.
Now that you know that, you know why I was a little less than trilled at the though of having a bridal shower including my family, some ‘not so good friends of my mom’s anymore’, some of J’s family, and my dad’s friends some of my friends. Lets talk about stress.
Half the people in that room don’t speak to each other, let alone act cordial, and my grandmother is just crazy. No other way to put it, and that’s the nicest you’ll hear out of my mouth. I was TERRIFIED. It was the first time J’s mom and my mom were going to meet, and I was going to be the gold fish watching this entire fiasco unfold. It probably goes without saying that my anxiety was a resting level of 12 all week because of this.
I get to the shower, and… the most
anticlimactic amazing thing happened. Everyone played nice. EVERYONE. I love getting presents and eating petit fours, so that was what I expected to be the highlight of the night. (Every girl loves petit fours and presents, right? I mean don’t lie…)
Aaaanyway, I had a lovely time. Everyone was on their best behavior and I got some fantastic advice. The only thing that could have made it better would have been champagne. (How did I have a shower with no alcohol?!)
|My mom and I last night!|
I leave you with happy Friday thoughts. I, unfortunately, am not so thrilled on this normally joyous day as I have not packed a single item in my house and I move on Wednesday…. Oh bother. Anyone within a 6 hour radius of me, I NEED HELP! :) I have extra petit fours and wine to share with all who come!
Someone please tell me that I am not alone in feeling like there are whole weeks where I do nothing but repeatedly stick my foot in my mouth. It’s only Wednesday and I feel like I’ve been defeated by this week.
I feel like I can’t win. No matter what decisions I make, no matter what I do or say, NOTHING is coming out right. Maybe it’s the stress talking. Maybe it’s my mad desire for a raspberry bear claw or an orange scone. Maybe I’ve just lost my mind. I don’t know.
I’m on day 13 of the 24 day Advocare challenge and I’m not measuring or weighing, but I feel like I’m not losing any weight. I know I lost 2 lbs on the cleanse phase, but I don’t feel like I’ve lost any more since then. I’m in crisis mode as I only have 45 days to lose the 18 extra pounds before the wedding.
OHMYGOD 45 days. That’s a month and a half. Too much to do, too little time. I need a
bottle glass of wine RIGHT NOW. I need someone to help me. I need someone to be my right hand woman. I’m looking for volunteers. I will pay in wine, laughter, and sarcastic comments!
I also move next Wednesday. I go from renting the cutest house by myself to an apartment with my hubs-to-be. Too much stress.
I’m going to go break into a pastry shop and eat so many things I’ll be comatose. Please tell the police what drove me to this breaking point.
Friday night I went home and despite my biggest desire to drink a margarita, I held out for the last two days of my cleanse. *sigh* I made a salad and plopped myself down in front of CNN. For some reason the bombing situation really bothers me, and I feel like things just aren’t… adding up.
I don’t see my hubby-to-be on Fridays, as he is enjoying his last few weekends with his roommates. This gives me some nice quiet time before I cohabitation begins. 9 days!
I woke up Saturday morning and had the best intentions of going for a run, or making it to the gym, but I just damn well didn’t do it. I did however finish sealing all my invitations and drop them off at the post office! It’s officially too late to elope! :( I was secretly holding out hope… but I guess a wedding will occur.
J and I went to the Hogs Red and White game to check out things with our new coach. I’m a little worried, but hey- it can’t get worse than last year. We are season ticket holders and I would much prefer to watch a winning team than a losing team. Last year was ROUGH to say the least. Okay, enough football talk.
Saturday night I figured it was close enough to Sunday and I cheated. I did… I know. :( I had pizza and beer. It was the best beer I’ve ever had. I can’t deny it. We watched Shawshank Redemption, which I had never seen, and then sat on the front porch and talked about buying a house.
Sunday we went for a long drive through the back roads with the windows down and enjoyed the sunshine and blue sky. Spring in Arkansas is so pretty (if you can see through the pollen haze) and I hate to waste it inside. Again, I had every intention of going for a run or making it to the gym, but I failed miserably. Ah, there’s always Tuesday. My dad took me shopping for a bridal shower dress for Thursday night. I was officially my goal size in the dresses I tried on at some stores, and needed one size bigger in others. This means that I’m at least close to my goal size!
I hope your week is fabulous and Monday doesn’t kick you too hard.