I know that you are all ready to give up on me! I am so so sorry that I have been AWOL, MIA and all of those other fun military terms about leaving people hanging.
The reason for my absence is that I have been working from morning to night in various areas. Here are the awesome things that are going on which wake me up super early and then make me pass out from exhaustion when the day is done:
1. Teaching Kindergarten! We don't get the kiddos until tomorrow, but if you've ever taught or know about the pre-planning, post-planning, and teacher workdays, you understand that I've been working my btuschkas off getting the classroom ready and being in in-service meetings. Maybe students are correct in thinking that we live at the school?
2. The lady finally moved out of our house! However...she left it a DISASTER! The carpet needs to be steam cleaned probably 8 times before we can get the dog smell out. Plus we need to paint, scrape faux stucco off the walls, and pressure wash the siding. Let's not even think about landscaping yet.
3. Wedding & Reception. Holy geez. It makes me so sad that these have been all but put on the back-burner. I'm hoping that I'll get up some energy soon so that I can finalize all of the things related to marrying the Mr. :)
4. My car is having electrical problems. So (almost) husband and I have had to switch cars just about every other day. I just want MY car! It is just a headlight relay or something, but I can't drive to work (early in the morning) or in the evening without a headlight!
So with all of these exciting things, I am unfortunately slacking in the blogging department. And all of a sudden I just BAM! hit you with all of the fabulous things going on in my life. I hope you have fabulous things going on in yours too!
Showing posts with label September house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label September house. Show all posts
Monday, August 15, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
[saturday letters]
Dear Mr. C,
Last night we went and watched your old roommate rock it out with his band at the Alamo. It was awesome. I'm sorry that I won't be as awesome of a roommate as he was. I will say things like "we have a hamper for a reason!" and "can you pick up some tea bags from the store?" I'd like to think that even though I'll be a different roommate, you'll still like me better. Right?
Dear 70 days til our wedding,
(Holy dang! It's only 70 days til our wedding?!) I have a lot of things to get done during your short hours. Not the least of these are: ordering my bouquet, mailing our invitations, scheduling my hair, makeup and nail appointments, deciding on wedding shoes, re-booking our honeymoon (ugh long story), and getting all of our little decorations for the reception. I think I can make it. I hope... And well, if I don't, it's no big deal, those things are just things and at the end of the day I'll be a newlywed, and we all know they wear rose colored glasses anyway. ;)
Dear September house,
I will call you that for as long as we both shall live, or rather, as long as (almost)husband and I reside in you. I cannot wait to take possession of you in...September. Be afraid, though, be very afraid. I will conquer you! You will no longer look like a house in the 'burbs, you will be the dark, metal-y, industrial home that me & the Mr. love. I know, right now you are filled with yellow and orange, but that's got to be traded for grey on the walls, organic feeling elements, charcoal cabinets, and stark white. I'm so excited to give you an overhaul and make you ours!
Dear wedding gown, you hang in your cloth bag from the frame around my closet. You are like a Christmas present that sits, waiting in the corner, in the middle of October, just taunting the name on the gift tag to dive into your mysterious goodies. Secretly, though, you know that I do dive into you on occasion, when no one is around and I just sit on my couch wearing you. We have good times together, you and I. I can't wait to make a memory in you - marrying the man of my dreams.
Last night we went and watched your old roommate rock it out with his band at the Alamo. It was awesome. I'm sorry that I won't be as awesome of a roommate as he was. I will say things like "we have a hamper for a reason!" and "can you pick up some tea bags from the store?" I'd like to think that even though I'll be a different roommate, you'll still like me better. Right?
Dear 70 days til our wedding,
(Holy dang! It's only 70 days til our wedding?!) I have a lot of things to get done during your short hours. Not the least of these are: ordering my bouquet, mailing our invitations, scheduling my hair, makeup and nail appointments, deciding on wedding shoes, re-booking our honeymoon (ugh long story), and getting all of our little decorations for the reception. I think I can make it. I hope... And well, if I don't, it's no big deal, those things are just things and at the end of the day I'll be a newlywed, and we all know they wear rose colored glasses anyway. ;)
Dear September house,
I will call you that for as long as we both shall live, or rather, as long as (almost)husband and I reside in you. I cannot wait to take possession of you in...September. Be afraid, though, be very afraid. I will conquer you! You will no longer look like a house in the 'burbs, you will be the dark, metal-y, industrial home that me & the Mr. love. I know, right now you are filled with yellow and orange, but that's got to be traded for grey on the walls, organic feeling elements, charcoal cabinets, and stark white. I'm so excited to give you an overhaul and make you ours!
Dear wedding gown, you hang in your cloth bag from the frame around my closet. You are like a Christmas present that sits, waiting in the corner, in the middle of October, just taunting the name on the gift tag to dive into your mysterious goodies. Secretly, though, you know that I do dive into you on occasion, when no one is around and I just sit on my couch wearing you. We have good times together, you and I. I can't wait to make a memory in you - marrying the man of my dreams.
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