Weddings, work, women, and woes. That's what I have been up to my dear 17 readers. I am going to go in order.
Weddings.
I am sure the more elegant they are, the more worth it they become. I am in no way doubting this. However, were I to have a disposable income, and Fiancé's presence, I would SO be married now. No one ever says "enjoy being engaged! It's so much fun!" and if they tell you that, they clearly have forgotten what it is like. Money, colors, suits, little-shit-you-never-think-of-and-know-is-not-significant-and-no-one-will-remember-but-god-forbid-you-don't-have-it-in-your-damn-wedding-STUFF, food-that-people-will-only-remember-when-they-look-at-pictures-from-the-wedding, and everything else. There's very little that has gone the way that I wanted from the start. The only thing that really matters is that I am still marrying Fiancé. Right? But still, it would be nice to have a wedding that resembles my dream wedding. And don't get me wrong, it's going to be CLASSY. And I'm going to wear an A-line dress like I always wanted. And I'm going to have most, if not all, of my closest friends there to support me. But the cake has been ripped to shreds, the wedding colors dashed, the time of the year (thank you to Uncle Sam for that bad boy) frozen, photographer chosen for me, food catering choice not going to happen, and I'm not going to get to sleep in my own bed before the wedding due to the fact my family will be in town. Don't get me wrong, IT WILL BE CLASSY and it WILL BE GORGEOUS, and I WILL LOOK AMAZING. It just isn't going the way I had hoped.
Work.
I swear guys, I love my job. Every day is a challenge. But just one day, I'd like the easy calls to come in. I think that I have my phone wired to receive calls that are difficult, and require managerial input at all times. Nothing ever seems to be easy. And that makes for a long day. In fact, I rarely get to my breaks on time, because about 2 minutes before break time hits, people call in and I have to research the problem, find solutions, report back to them, and BOOM! there goes my 15 minute break, that I'm now late for. And if I happen to get to my break on time, I often spend it catching up on my work! How is THAT fair? It's not. But I do feel like I accomplished a LOT at the end of the day, solely based on my level of exhaustion. And tomorrow I start my schedule of 12-9, yes, that is PM. That really doesn't bother me though, so much as that I have an hour commute home. Luckily getting home at 10 is not all that bad when you don't have to be up until 10am the next day. ha. And how do people work and go to school? I spent every spare second this last week trying to do my school work, so I could stay afloat in the class. I attempt to do my reading at lunch, but unfortunately, doing my reading in the conference room invites myself to a private screening with my bosses in watching It's Always Sunny in Philedelphia, the Sopranos, or Super Troopers (which they don't find funny, because they are bosses. I have no other reason or explanation as to how they don't find that funny. But oh well.) which is not good studying environment. Luckily one class ends this week, so I will be able to focus on the other until December 19th when the class ends.
Women.
Just. Women.
Women Take Two.
Ok, dramatic effect aside, women are AWFUL creatures. Just TERRIBLE! Pregnant, Mothers, Brides, Bridesmaids, Customers, just WOMEN! I love my mother, and my bridesmaids, but who knew so. much. shit was entangled into details for WOMEN of the wedding? Hair, nails, make up, dresses, shoes, tights, flowers, colors, jewelry, spas.... et cetera, et cetera. I may have 99% of that figured out, but still! Talk about a CHORE! And we women, we are just EXPENSIVE! Did you know that each of my bridesmaids dresses are ON SALE for $59.99? That's $240 in fabric, and jeweled sequins. Luckily, the bridesmaids buy their own dresses. I'm buying the shoes, as a small gift to my girls, at $30 a piece, which by the way is super cheap. It's still $120. And then an hour of spa, $60. Add on another $240. My flowergirl, she's got to wear a dress too, you know. Can't have a tarzan-esque flower girl, so that's another $120. See? we are expensive, and we haven't even gotten to the jewelry. And mothers, I love my mother, and my mother-in-law-to-be, but how do they find a way to think of things for the wedding that I didn't even remotely consider? But at the same time, how did either of them fail to mention postage costing me my first born child's first textbook? Women.
Woes.
I love all my readers, and all my friends and the 14 of you reading this will be offended. The other 3 are men. But women, and I do this too, woe too much. I roll my eyes when people complain about being away from their Significant others for the night, or waiting until the end of the work day to see them. Please. That's all I am going to say, about this, since I have entirely too much reading to do for the week.
Weddings.
I am sure the more elegant they are, the more worth it they become. I am in no way doubting this. However, were I to have a disposable income, and Fiancé's presence, I would SO be married now. No one ever says "enjoy being engaged! It's so much fun!" and if they tell you that, they clearly have forgotten what it is like. Money, colors, suits, little-shit-you-never-think-of-and-know-is-not-significant-and-no-one-will-remember-but-god-forbid-you-don't-have-it-in-your-damn-wedding-STUFF, food-that-people-will-only-remember-when-they-look-at-pictures-from-the-wedding, and everything else. There's very little that has gone the way that I wanted from the start. The only thing that really matters is that I am still marrying Fiancé. Right? But still, it would be nice to have a wedding that resembles my dream wedding. And don't get me wrong, it's going to be CLASSY. And I'm going to wear an A-line dress like I always wanted. And I'm going to have most, if not all, of my closest friends there to support me. But the cake has been ripped to shreds, the wedding colors dashed, the time of the year (thank you to Uncle Sam for that bad boy) frozen, photographer chosen for me, food catering choice not going to happen, and I'm not going to get to sleep in my own bed before the wedding due to the fact my family will be in town. Don't get me wrong, IT WILL BE CLASSY and it WILL BE GORGEOUS, and I WILL LOOK AMAZING. It just isn't going the way I had hoped.
Work.
I swear guys, I love my job. Every day is a challenge. But just one day, I'd like the easy calls to come in. I think that I have my phone wired to receive calls that are difficult, and require managerial input at all times. Nothing ever seems to be easy. And that makes for a long day. In fact, I rarely get to my breaks on time, because about 2 minutes before break time hits, people call in and I have to research the problem, find solutions, report back to them, and BOOM! there goes my 15 minute break, that I'm now late for. And if I happen to get to my break on time, I often spend it catching up on my work! How is THAT fair? It's not. But I do feel like I accomplished a LOT at the end of the day, solely based on my level of exhaustion. And tomorrow I start my schedule of 12-9, yes, that is PM. That really doesn't bother me though, so much as that I have an hour commute home. Luckily getting home at 10 is not all that bad when you don't have to be up until 10am the next day. ha. And how do people work and go to school? I spent every spare second this last week trying to do my school work, so I could stay afloat in the class. I attempt to do my reading at lunch, but unfortunately, doing my reading in the conference room invites myself to a private screening with my bosses in watching It's Always Sunny in Philedelphia, the Sopranos, or Super Troopers (which they don't find funny, because they are bosses. I have no other reason or explanation as to how they don't find that funny. But oh well.) which is not good studying environment. Luckily one class ends this week, so I will be able to focus on the other until December 19th when the class ends.
Women.
Just. Women.
Women Take Two.
Ok, dramatic effect aside, women are AWFUL creatures. Just TERRIBLE! Pregnant, Mothers, Brides, Bridesmaids, Customers, just WOMEN! I love my mother, and my bridesmaids, but who knew so. much. shit was entangled into details for WOMEN of the wedding? Hair, nails, make up, dresses, shoes, tights, flowers, colors, jewelry, spas.... et cetera, et cetera. I may have 99% of that figured out, but still! Talk about a CHORE! And we women, we are just EXPENSIVE! Did you know that each of my bridesmaids dresses are ON SALE for $59.99? That's $240 in fabric, and jeweled sequins. Luckily, the bridesmaids buy their own dresses. I'm buying the shoes, as a small gift to my girls, at $30 a piece, which by the way is super cheap. It's still $120. And then an hour of spa, $60. Add on another $240. My flowergirl, she's got to wear a dress too, you know. Can't have a tarzan-esque flower girl, so that's another $120. See? we are expensive, and we haven't even gotten to the jewelry. And mothers, I love my mother, and my mother-in-law-to-be, but how do they find a way to think of things for the wedding that I didn't even remotely consider? But at the same time, how did either of them fail to mention postage costing me my first born child's first textbook? Women.
Woes.
I love all my readers, and all my friends and the 14 of you reading this will be offended. The other 3 are men. But women, and I do this too, woe too much. I roll my eyes when people complain about being away from their Significant others for the night, or waiting until the end of the work day to see them. Please. That's all I am going to say, about this, since I have entirely too much reading to do for the week.
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