Dawn's Digression.
Wednesday, May 14, 2003
I just have to say that Chulie cracks me up. Did you see her comments? I LOVE comments. You should have seen the look on my face when I saw I had so many comments. I was all kinds of excited. Comments make me happy.
I'm stressed and poopy. I have an awful feeling in regards to my friends. I'm not writing or calling anyone like I used to, and I feel like a bad friend. A couple of my friends are at an exciting time in their lives, and I feel like I'm missing it all. I try to send a short email every now and then, but I'm not meeting my own expectations. I am still not sleeping at night. And then, when I fall asleep I can't wake up and I'm late for work every single day. Michele called me earlier today and asked me a question and I just started crying. She was asking me about some property values, I had Rachel on the other line, an open email to the Harvey Hotel, and my desk was covered with work. I've just stretched myself too thin. It will be over soon, but until then, this stinks.
Not that it is all about complaints, mind you! I'm going to try on dresses on Saturday morning, and I am completely stoked. Saturday is Michele's wine tasting. I got clearance to invite some of my friends, and I'm so excited I can't stand it. It will be so great to be with my friends, drink free wine, and not think about houses, weddings, or receptions. So if I invited you, you best get your butt out there. I need this. I always have so much fun at the wine classes. Of course, I always end up completely smashed as well. Not that that is a bad thing. Hell, no. It's a darn good thing this time.
Mom and Jennifer are going with me to try on dresses Saturday morning. After that, we are going back to the duplex to get ready for the wine tasting. I am not thrilled about them coming over. The place is a complete pit. Ally is still peeing on the floor. Thank God it is the same two area rugs over and over. Our area rugs and floors have never been so clean. I'm a mopping fool. I wish she'd take that damn cat to the vet. Maybe I'll remind her. I may have to agree with Chulie on both the BB gun and outlawing of cats. I've had it up to here. *puts hand at forehead* A~, as I was saying, Mom and Jennifer are coming over to the pad. I guess I better put up my issues of On Our Backs, eh? ;) At least my mom will finally see why it is I've never invited her over.
Last night Michele and I drove around and looked at some foreclosures. Um, yeah. GRODY. There is so much money to be made in those places. It's incredible. We found a couple of things we're interested in, and the agent is supposed to be looking into it. I'm not real thrilled with the agent because she took us to look at 150K houses on Saturday, after Michele had already told her that was above our price range. Ridiculous. I guess we need to bring the properties to her. Which sucks. She should be doing it for us since that is what she gets paid for.
Thursday after work Jennifer and I are going to talk to a caterer. My first appointment. I didn't make it to the Harvey on Saturday, so I need to do that as well this week. Maybe tonight or Friday night if I'm not looking at houses.
I think I am about done with VT. Cake, photographer, officiant, site, housing. All we need are plane tickets and flowers. Michele is in charge of airfare, and I'm about this close ---> | | to telling Ruby to please figure out the flowers for me. I don't think I need flowers. I don't really want them. Why do I want a bouquet? It's not like I'm walking down the aisle. I'm meeting her outside under a tree. So, why would I get a bouquet just to have to hand it to someone as soon as the officiant begins? Makes no sense. Waste of money. Right??? If I'm wrong tell me.
I need a hamburger. I have to go. I'll try to blog again later in the week. :)
I'm stressed and poopy. I have an awful feeling in regards to my friends. I'm not writing or calling anyone like I used to, and I feel like a bad friend. A couple of my friends are at an exciting time in their lives, and I feel like I'm missing it all. I try to send a short email every now and then, but I'm not meeting my own expectations. I am still not sleeping at night. And then, when I fall asleep I can't wake up and I'm late for work every single day. Michele called me earlier today and asked me a question and I just started crying. She was asking me about some property values, I had Rachel on the other line, an open email to the Harvey Hotel, and my desk was covered with work. I've just stretched myself too thin. It will be over soon, but until then, this stinks.
Not that it is all about complaints, mind you! I'm going to try on dresses on Saturday morning, and I am completely stoked. Saturday is Michele's wine tasting. I got clearance to invite some of my friends, and I'm so excited I can't stand it. It will be so great to be with my friends, drink free wine, and not think about houses, weddings, or receptions. So if I invited you, you best get your butt out there. I need this. I always have so much fun at the wine classes. Of course, I always end up completely smashed as well. Not that that is a bad thing. Hell, no. It's a darn good thing this time.
Mom and Jennifer are going with me to try on dresses Saturday morning. After that, we are going back to the duplex to get ready for the wine tasting. I am not thrilled about them coming over. The place is a complete pit. Ally is still peeing on the floor. Thank God it is the same two area rugs over and over. Our area rugs and floors have never been so clean. I'm a mopping fool. I wish she'd take that damn cat to the vet. Maybe I'll remind her. I may have to agree with Chulie on both the BB gun and outlawing of cats. I've had it up to here. *puts hand at forehead* A~, as I was saying, Mom and Jennifer are coming over to the pad. I guess I better put up my issues of On Our Backs, eh? ;) At least my mom will finally see why it is I've never invited her over.
Last night Michele and I drove around and looked at some foreclosures. Um, yeah. GRODY. There is so much money to be made in those places. It's incredible. We found a couple of things we're interested in, and the agent is supposed to be looking into it. I'm not real thrilled with the agent because she took us to look at 150K houses on Saturday, after Michele had already told her that was above our price range. Ridiculous. I guess we need to bring the properties to her. Which sucks. She should be doing it for us since that is what she gets paid for.
Thursday after work Jennifer and I are going to talk to a caterer. My first appointment. I didn't make it to the Harvey on Saturday, so I need to do that as well this week. Maybe tonight or Friday night if I'm not looking at houses.
I think I am about done with VT. Cake, photographer, officiant, site, housing. All we need are plane tickets and flowers. Michele is in charge of airfare, and I'm about this close ---> | | to telling Ruby to please figure out the flowers for me. I don't think I need flowers. I don't really want them. Why do I want a bouquet? It's not like I'm walking down the aisle. I'm meeting her outside under a tree. So, why would I get a bouquet just to have to hand it to someone as soon as the officiant begins? Makes no sense. Waste of money. Right??? If I'm wrong tell me.
I need a hamburger. I have to go. I'll try to blog again later in the week. :)
Dawn, 11:55 AM
