The other morning I got out of bed early to water my plants.
"What is wrong with me?" I thought as I unwound the hose. I proceed to talk to myself as I watered my cute little plants, and the patch of dust that will hopefully eventually be grass. Then it hit me..."Nothing better EVER happen to Gregg or I'll wind up a crazy lady that talks to herself while she gardens." That's right, if something happened to him I'd bury myself in my gardening and my cats. No that's not right, cause I really don't like cats. A dog; I'd have a dog. A big, cuddly, slobbering mutt. That's when I realized...
When I grow up I'm going to be Wheezer.
(For those of you who do not know who that is hide your face in shame.)
I haven't blogged in months!!!
I have been consumed with hating my job, working 40 hours a week, buying and settling into a home, planning a wedding and starting school.
Let's start with school. I'm working towards my Associate's for the 100th time. My finals in my first 2 course are due on Sunday. Right now I have an A in both classes. I get the final grades on the 12th, I'll let you know if I kept my way. Either way I think I've found the perfect program for me. I really like this school and I'm feeling very confident about my courses.
Home. I know I told you guys we were in the process of buying a home. Not sure if we had closed yet or not. I could look back and see but I'm lazy. So the story goes like this. A week before we were supposed to close we got a call from our finance guy, who we supposedly had an approval with, telling us our loan was denied. I won't get into the whole thing here but it had to do with the fact that Gregg own's a rental property in RI. ANYWAY, so begin the hunt for someone that had a mortgage program that fit our needs. Enter ANDY PARSONS from RANDOLPH SAVINGS BANK. My hero. Got it all done and only 10 days after our original closing.
That was a month ago. June 30th to be specific. Since then it's been a whirlwind of painting, cleaning, tiling bathroom floors, moving furniture BY OURSELVES!!, having my sister push us out of my apartment (she was moving into my old place) at least a week before we originally agreed, and fighting with ugly shrubs that did not want to be moved.
I am exhausted. But now all the curtains are hung, knick knacks are in place, there are pictures on the walls, furniture is where we want it, the patio is set up, and those shrubs were pulled kicking and screaming. Now you can see the front of my pretty little house and there are even flowers in front now. There is a huge sense of accomplishment from this all being done. Not to mention that this place really feels like home. I love pulling into my driveway everynight. I love curling up on the couch for family night and I can't wait to show off our home at the house warming party this weekend.
Work is a whole other story. I spend 8 hours a day here. I probably work 2 hours. The rest of the time I try to look busy. Some people would be grateful. Not me. It makes time drag to be this bored. I'd rather have a job that keeps me busy from tick to tock. This way time flies by.
But I'm getting a degree so I can get out of here. For now, this job gets me the extras in life...like Comcast Triple Play and Bride's Magazine.
So just to show all the hard work....here's the before and after picture from the front of the house. And then the last picture is my new favorite...it's my loves, all being silly, in front of our home. I hope my girls realize how much love Gregg feels for them to be able to let his guard down and be silly like this with them, knowing that I was taking a picture.
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