I'm feeling all sorts of weepy today-- just sort of up and down all over the place. I'm not even sad (but I am), and I'm not even anxious (but I am), and I am even happy (but I'm sad too, so that's weird), and just everything sort of makes me want to cry.

Example: nice wall posts on facebook from BFFs.

Example deux: Ames, who is perfect, and loves ( Read more... )

Ames is off to Park City until tomorrow afternoon with a crowd of friends to celebrate bachelorhood (not that he was really a bachelor for too long, so let's be honest-- what's even the big deal? Ha!). It is weird to not see him, even though I'll see him tomorrow, and it's weird he's not here, even though he's 40 minutes up the street, and I hope ( Read more... )

I didn't get that perfect job at UVU. I was rejected from even having an interview ( Read more... )

Julie requested via facebook that I get online or update LJ so she doesn't have to do her homework. Ever ready to please/since I don't want to work on payroll budgets just yet, here I am.

What to update? I still don't have a microwave or a bed. This morning I woke up on my air mattress, but my bum was resting on the ground since it doesn't like to ( Read more... )

Did you ever have one of those days where you feel like you're annoying everyone in the world? And sometimes, did you have those days that actually turn into a week, and you feel like you're annoying everyone and letting them down for a whole week? And you don't even know why you feel that way, or why they feel that way, or sometimes you do know ( Read more... )

Even though I have some days yet (38, if you wanted to count), I've learned today what it means to feel like the mediocre housewife. I've learned how/why women feel bad about themselves and how small things (or, in this case, large things on top of small things) can and do make women feel like they're doing a poor job of being wifely.

I managed to ( Read more... )

My house is finally starting to feel like home, you guys. I'm so so happy to feel all grown up and so inclined to take care of things because it's mine and I want it to be nice. It's hard to care about taking care of student housing places that are basically falling apart and are so old and 800 people have lived there through the years.

But this is ( Read more... )

It's been a while.

I have a house, everybody, and I live in it and it is mine. I'm still mostly living out of boxes because I have 1. no time to settle it. 2. no where to put all the things I need to settle. I've started doing all my laundry-- like, I'm planning to wash every single item of clothing, towels, and my entire bed set. It's going well ( Read more... )

Still so much to pack. But not really, i guess. It shouldn't be that bad, once I get another roll of tape, since I managed to finish off the entire first roll on 7.5 boxes. I rue the day when we actually move and I'm not just throwing crap into boxes. What remains left to be packed:

Closet: shoes, hamper, hangers, 5 skirts/dresses, 1 jacket
Desk: ( Read more... )

1.  Opened joint banking account ( Read more... )