The move is finally over everyone. Thank the lordy, I am finally done. All the boxes have been unpacked and everything is put away. Still tweaking a few thing here and there but its done. Its done! And I managed to save a little space for the future Mr. who will be joining me in this lovely apartment after the 21st of November.
I am preparing myself for his arrival as we speak. Sleeping and getting up on my side of the bed only, putting my feminine product away, eating and spending more time at home, and not drinking straight out of the jug. I failed at 3 of the four things listed. I couldn't resist spreading out on the bed, who could.
I have however vowed to stop smoking in the house before the future Mr. would move in. That turned into I should just quit with about 5 failed attempt after. I am currently not smoking again this is just day 2 but I think I'm going to make it much further then those other times. I feel like The Little Engine That Could and I'm super proud of myself. Also very thankful to God too.
So thats about all I wanted to say. I know this is not the greatest ending to a post. But...
life's failures and triumphs, plus some of the thoughts that float in my head
Monday, October 24, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
To do list
This is my to do list right now:
Select a date
Find a event place/reception hall
Make a list of the people to invited
Meet the florist and discuss design and how many flowers
Redo the invite list/ have future Mr. make his list
Meet with a cater (because people have to eat)
Plan a menu of what we want
Look for another apartment (we are going to be newly weds and we need the space)
Add more people to the invite list/ check fiance's list
Measure the tables/count how many tables we need to decorate
Lose weight
Look at apartments
Look for designs and ideals
(I'm finding that vendors want to see your ideals not just have them explained. The bad part about this is that my ideals are new and inventive. "Don't put baby in a box"-of other people designs. And you may say, "But Clarissa, the vendors need a sense of what you want and a ideal to start with. They need the visual before they can create.". Not the case here people! It really isn't because I still have to do a lot of talking, explaining, and telling the vendors to listen to me not my mother.
Register at the local home decor store and maybe Target
Meet with a photographer
Move to the new apartment
Look at that stupid invite list again
Stop smoking
Try to stop smoking
Ok just cut down a little.
I'm sure this list will be undated from time to time.
Meet with a cater (because people have to eat)
Plan a menu of what we want
Measure the tables/count how many tables we need to decorate
Lose weight
(I'm finding that vendors want to see your ideals not just have them explained. The bad part about this is that my ideals are new and inventive. "Don't put baby in a box"-of other people designs. And you may say, "But Clarissa, the vendors need a sense of what you want and a ideal to start with. They need the visual before they can create.". Not the case here people! It really isn't because I still have to do a lot of talking, explaining, and telling the vendors to listen to me not my mother.
Register at the local home decor store and maybe Target
Meet with a photographer
Move to the new apartment
Look at that stupid invite list again
Stop smoking
Try to stop smoking
Ok just cut down a little.
I'm sure this list will be undated from time to time.
I said "Yes", Got the ring. Now what?
Oh the joys of a proposal, then the back-breaking torture of actually planning the event. This blog is about that. About my life's journey from a single, hardworking, beautiful, and intelligent woman turned fiancee. Turned evil fire-breathing bridezilla, over-worked employee, can't seem to find time for anything other then a ponytail, and still have to be a loving fiancee to the fiance. This in the matter of months. That is right people months. Actually 2 months to be exact. I know it sounds so soon but I met someone that doesn't complete me, but is part of me. Our relationship is just easy. I only wish everything else could be just as easy too.
Can anyone hand me one of those big red easy buttons please? You know what make that about five of those suckers!
So back to the subject at hand. Yes I plan to fill you all in to the insanity of my life, my ever changing thoughts on the world (including the little piece of the world that is mine), the upcoming wedding, and probably my future as a Mrs. You will be able to experience all those curves ahead that me and the future Mr.Clarissa will be navigating and not have to deal with the consequences (or the nausea). So settle in, buckle up, and hold on to that Oh-Shit handle above your head. Its gonna be a little bumpy.
Can anyone hand me one of those big red easy buttons please? You know what make that about five of those suckers!
So back to the subject at hand. Yes I plan to fill you all in to the insanity of my life, my ever changing thoughts on the world (including the little piece of the world that is mine), the upcoming wedding, and probably my future as a Mrs. You will be able to experience all those curves ahead that me and the future Mr.Clarissa will be navigating and not have to deal with the consequences (or the nausea). So settle in, buckle up, and hold on to that Oh-Shit handle above your head. Its gonna be a little bumpy.
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