sweetness

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Life in my summer home

So today I asked Lady Di if it would be okay for me to work from home tomorrow.  This is something that I definitely took for granted when I had a home of my own.  I have a series of conference calls today that I would much rather take without wearing a bra and brushing my teeth. 

She of course said yes and I told her that I was concerned that her poodle would go on one of her barking tears and blow my cover. 

Here are a few things that I also should have told her will blow my cover:

- her walking by the door singing "Rain, Rain, Go Away"
- her kicking open the storm door and yelling in to this rainy day "Jeez... enough already!"
- the deafening volume of Regis and Kelly coming from her bedroom
- the LOL's coming from said Regis and Kelly program
- her touching conversation with her poodle that goes as follows.  Poodle: <achoo>, Lady Di: "What's the matter?  Huh? Huh? What's the matter, Ladybug?  Huh?  Huh?"

Sigh.  Lesson learned. Get out of bed and go to work next time.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Nobody's home

Well- we have an offer.  The one thing that I have been waiting on and praying for for 6 weeks now.  It's bittersweet for so many reasons.

Bitter:
- It's kind of a crappy offer.  They offered, we countered, they rejected our counteroffer and stuck with their crappy one.  Grrr.
- Being a crappy offer means we have to bring a lot of money to the table.  A lot of money= $17,000.  We= my dad and I. Grrrrrr.
- It's the end of an era.  That house means so much to me in so many ways.  Sigh.

Sweet:
- No more running over there to get the dog out for a showing, no more dust mopping, vacuuming and polishing before a showing, no more agonizing over said showings.  Yay!
- It cuts a tie within me that needs to be cut.  After closing, I hope I won't lose as much sleep over Prince Charming's decisions. If he gets another DUI, it affects him.  Not me.  If he wants to have a blow out party, it's at his house, not mine. 
- It's the end of an era. 

So now we just hold our breath for the appraisal and inspection.  Hopefully we'll make it to closing without being nickeled and dimed the whole way.

On a karma-related note... they want to close on PC's birthday. Dem's da breaks. Hate it for ya.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

A Royal Wedding, a College Reunion and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On Friday, we all got to watch a real-life Prince marry his future Princess.  It was beautiful!  My MeeGees (secret group of friends) and I had a sleepover and forgot to fall asleep!  We worked on last minute prep for our 10 year college reunion and before we knew it, it was 2:30 in the morning.  We closed our eyes for an hour and a half and then tuned in with the rest of the world. 

She was beautiful, he was handsome and it was breathtaking.  The End.

After the ceremony, we sprang to action!  It was time for our Reunion.  It was pretty ironic that we spent the morning watching a wedding because we have compared this reunion planning to a bride planning her special day. You put time and money and a year of planning in to such a relatively small period of time. We just knew that we would blink and it would be over. 

It wasn't that quick, but it was certainly a blur.  We ate, we drank, we danced and then we were done!  It was hard for me to not have my 2 suitemates there.  I felt like everyone's cling-on all weekend, especially on Saturday night. All in all though, it was a good weekend.  I am so glad that we put as much work in to it as we did, and thrilled that everyone was so appreciative!

My deep thoughts for this post:

-I've begun to realize that I tend to put quite a polish all of my memories, slowly turning my life expereinces in to things that I don't remember when I'm faced with them in the daylight.  It's a long and involved thought that I'll have to write about when I have more time and am feeling more forthcoming. 

-I wish I let go a little more.  I find myself more and more self conscious these days.  I don't like it. How can I fix that?

-Why do I always have a list of regrets? As things are happening, I begin to think about what could be different. What should I be doing, or wearing, or eating, or drinking instead?  Am I ever really in the moment? Can I get out of my head? Gah.