Well, a phonecall to our solicitor this morning confirmed that everything is in place for us to pick up the keys to our new house on Monday! :D
We've now also got a dining table set and I'm about to trawl Amazon for my moving in present for myself, promised since the day we decided to sell our old house, a cake stand for high tea :D I'm now even more determined that I need one given my urge to hold a tea party a la Alice. We will get in on Monday to check the kitchen and get the rest of the cabinets and appliances ordered and then the first van load of stuff is going next Friday when we've got a friend coming up for the weekend. Before that though my aunt and baby cousin are coming over to help us decorate, shop, make cups of tea and move. Love it!
I'm having the whole baby issue again, but I'm pretty sure that's due to my body doing weird things and screwing up my carefully ignored hormone balance. I'm not upset by it all, just a little frustrated, so we wont worry too much about it :)
On Sunday last week a friend of mine from days of old (ie a forum for wedding planner from when I was planning my wedding four and a bit years ago) told me she'd be in town for a night, so we went and met them for dinner and a drink and then we all sat and chatted for hours, the menfolk played poker and she and I drank wine and chatted. It was fabulous. A great night out.
New Moon Monday was also awesome. We made six hundred thousand cupcakes (some of which I still have, but I don't think I can eat any more...) I now have my two matching Edward DVD cases sitting under the TV *swoon* I'm so Team Edward, I don't care what people have to say about Jake, he was never right for Bella. I refuse to get drawn into this as my consternations about Twilight, Anita Blake and Merry Gentry are well known amongst those who care to discuss them with me :)
I've technically started my new deployment at work, but after making the decision to tell my mangeress I felt more comfortable being given jobs than seeking them out after a few run ins with my supervisor she is now riding me like a fat kid rides the escalator to the cake shop. I apologise for the very un-PC analogy (actually, I don't, I've said worse than that before) but it's been a weird day.
For now, I am off to finish my wine, watch the rest of 28 Days Later (yesterday it was Armageddon, at least I've progressed from fucking depressing) and sort out my most recent 365 pics as I keeo forgetting to upload them! Until next time, now we're older, and much more sober, and have some big house payments to make...
Friday 26 March 2010
Saturday 20 March 2010
What a week!
Well. Since last time I have been back to the city, had what I knew to be true about my old fiend confirmed, listened to a full, in depth discussion of someone else's love life, sung in a pub, danced til I ached, watched Alice in Wonderland, had my makeup done, taken camp photos, drunk wine, been to a wedding, laughed til I cried, made jokes even teenagers would have been ashamed of, bought a suite, bought a dishwasher, confirmed on the house, bought a washing machine and dryer, painted my nails repetedly, calmed down, slept for thirteen hours in one day, eaten one of the best meals of my life, cried until my face ached, had very naughty dreams about certain vampires, had dinner with two fabulous friends, got my last Christmas present and trawled every shop in town that sell DIY supplies, furniture or appliances.
So, where to begin. With Alice I think. Fabulous, absolutely loved it, there were only three other people in the screening and my friend the bunny was one of them. As the only bad review I've heard of it so far was from she who moans a lot I was pretty convinced I'd like it but I loved it! The girls and I are now planning a tea party for my housewarming :) Love it...
On the same day, I received my EPIC necklace, just to upset the friend who hates the term. The bunny and I wore them to the pub where we were informed we are "Not big, and not clever." Well, we thought we were... While there I sang in the kareoke and was told I was the best singer all night and it was good to have me back. While I may not agree I was the best singer it was great to be back :) The bunny also did my makeup with her Urban Decay Alice in Wonderland pallet, which I now *need*...
We completed on the house! We get the keys a week on Monday and I'm very, very excited :) We have also bought a suite, we decided to have a look last Monday while we were back in the city and found one that I loved but my husband was unsure about. However, seeing it and not hating it meant that when we saw the black suite today in a new shop up here he gave it a chance and fell in love with it :) It's black with white patterns on it so we're attempting now to find wall paper :) We've also bought a washing machine and dryer and a shiny shiny black dishwaher.
The wedding was beautiful, there were literally 50 people there and it was absolutely fabulous. We laughed and danced and sang and ate, drank, chatted and met new people. It was wonderful. The bride was beautiful, the groom dashing (if nervous) and despite my husband getting called in for technical support (fastening the laces on the men's brogues as he's the only kilt owner in the group) the whole day went off without a hitch :) The flowers were all shades of red, pink and purple and it was a delight. The band were incredible as well, if I do it again, I'm hiring them!
As for my old friend, I made sure to have several evenings free for her as she constantly complains we never spend any time together. On the first she called other people to spend time with us. On the second, she did the same. On the third, she sat and did crossword puzzles all night, on the fourth, I gave in and went out for dinner (I checked it was ok with her first) and then she still complained that we didn't get to spend enough time together. She also complained about at least fifteen places and the words "I had the worst experience there" came out of her mouth on three seperate occasions. Which made my irony and unfair sensors scream but I bit my tongue and smiled. She then bitched at me for not telling her I'm back in the city in three weeks for another wedding. I didn't tell her because we'll be down for a grand total of 40 hours and she will be in Ireland... Oh well. Such is life. I give up. I can't hold her hand forever.
However, despite all this I'm reasonably upbeat. The other stuff in my life, including how close some of my friends and I are growing due to the distance seems more important recently, even more so than going back to work, which I'm half excited about and half dreading...
For now, I am going to get very excited about my new furniture and moving into my new house, get lots of sleep, drink some wine and look forward to Monday, when New Moon in released and the bunny is coming up to stay for a release party, just like we did for Twilight. This means cupcakes, watching the movie and any special features we desire and a werewolf playlist. Epic. On a stick.
Until next time, arm yourself because no one else here will save you...
So, where to begin. With Alice I think. Fabulous, absolutely loved it, there were only three other people in the screening and my friend the bunny was one of them. As the only bad review I've heard of it so far was from she who moans a lot I was pretty convinced I'd like it but I loved it! The girls and I are now planning a tea party for my housewarming :) Love it...
On the same day, I received my EPIC necklace, just to upset the friend who hates the term. The bunny and I wore them to the pub where we were informed we are "Not big, and not clever." Well, we thought we were... While there I sang in the kareoke and was told I was the best singer all night and it was good to have me back. While I may not agree I was the best singer it was great to be back :) The bunny also did my makeup with her Urban Decay Alice in Wonderland pallet, which I now *need*...
We completed on the house! We get the keys a week on Monday and I'm very, very excited :) We have also bought a suite, we decided to have a look last Monday while we were back in the city and found one that I loved but my husband was unsure about. However, seeing it and not hating it meant that when we saw the black suite today in a new shop up here he gave it a chance and fell in love with it :) It's black with white patterns on it so we're attempting now to find wall paper :) We've also bought a washing machine and dryer and a shiny shiny black dishwaher.
The wedding was beautiful, there were literally 50 people there and it was absolutely fabulous. We laughed and danced and sang and ate, drank, chatted and met new people. It was wonderful. The bride was beautiful, the groom dashing (if nervous) and despite my husband getting called in for technical support (fastening the laces on the men's brogues as he's the only kilt owner in the group) the whole day went off without a hitch :) The flowers were all shades of red, pink and purple and it was a delight. The band were incredible as well, if I do it again, I'm hiring them!
As for my old friend, I made sure to have several evenings free for her as she constantly complains we never spend any time together. On the first she called other people to spend time with us. On the second, she did the same. On the third, she sat and did crossword puzzles all night, on the fourth, I gave in and went out for dinner (I checked it was ok with her first) and then she still complained that we didn't get to spend enough time together. She also complained about at least fifteen places and the words "I had the worst experience there" came out of her mouth on three seperate occasions. Which made my irony and unfair sensors scream but I bit my tongue and smiled. She then bitched at me for not telling her I'm back in the city in three weeks for another wedding. I didn't tell her because we'll be down for a grand total of 40 hours and she will be in Ireland... Oh well. Such is life. I give up. I can't hold her hand forever.
However, despite all this I'm reasonably upbeat. The other stuff in my life, including how close some of my friends and I are growing due to the distance seems more important recently, even more so than going back to work, which I'm half excited about and half dreading...
For now, I am going to get very excited about my new furniture and moving into my new house, get lots of sleep, drink some wine and look forward to Monday, when New Moon in released and the bunny is coming up to stay for a release party, just like we did for Twilight. This means cupcakes, watching the movie and any special features we desire and a werewolf playlist. Epic. On a stick.
Until next time, arm yourself because no one else here will save you...
Thursday 11 March 2010
And then I'll say something stupid...
...like "The reason I'm upset is I'm feeling insecure about our "plans" to have a family."
Yeah. That'll go down well... I don't want to have this fight but not telling him how I feel isn't healthy. All I tried to explain to him was how much it hurt to not talk about it when I want it so much. He's working late tonight, so we'll see how much of a mood he's in when he gets home.
Meantime, I've to do a viewing for people who want to rent the house when we move out. Epic. Please, come into my house, it's full of boxes and packing materials...
My manageress called me into her office yesterday. She wanted to talk to me about changes in me since I was made permanent. She felt I wasn't putting in the effort anymore. I tried to explain that I don't really understand my role. Then she offered me the position as watch dept. I'm getting my own dept. I will answer to nobody but the mangeress and even then it'll be minimum input. I should be ecstatic. But it falls somewhat flat given the fact she started the meeting with "Things need to change". I'm sure I'll feel better about it later, but for now I'm just trying to get my head around it. I've got one more four hour shift, on Saturday, then I've got a week off, which we both agreed I need.
Now I'm going for a bath. I've cleared the lounge, washed the dishes, tidied the kitchen and now I need to make me presentable. And possibly go to the shop for something simple for dinner. Until next time, and then I'll go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid...
Yeah. That'll go down well... I don't want to have this fight but not telling him how I feel isn't healthy. All I tried to explain to him was how much it hurt to not talk about it when I want it so much. He's working late tonight, so we'll see how much of a mood he's in when he gets home.
Meantime, I've to do a viewing for people who want to rent the house when we move out. Epic. Please, come into my house, it's full of boxes and packing materials...
My manageress called me into her office yesterday. She wanted to talk to me about changes in me since I was made permanent. She felt I wasn't putting in the effort anymore. I tried to explain that I don't really understand my role. Then she offered me the position as watch dept. I'm getting my own dept. I will answer to nobody but the mangeress and even then it'll be minimum input. I should be ecstatic. But it falls somewhat flat given the fact she started the meeting with "Things need to change". I'm sure I'll feel better about it later, but for now I'm just trying to get my head around it. I've got one more four hour shift, on Saturday, then I've got a week off, which we both agreed I need.
Now I'm going for a bath. I've cleared the lounge, washed the dishes, tidied the kitchen and now I need to make me presentable. And possibly go to the shop for something simple for dinner. Until next time, and then I'll go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid...
Tuesday 9 March 2010
My brain aches.
And that's not fun.
First up. I'm feeling somewhat pushed out. In my absence, as was probably inevitable, some of my friends have become closer, and some have drifted apart. The ones who have drifted apart are still treating me as they ever did, with the space between us emphasising their feelings as well as mine. Those who have grown closer are pretty much ignoring me. They have each other now, and I'm being replaced. Possibly not entirely true, but that's how it feels, and other people feel the same way, so I'm not alone in my paranoia. Unfortunately, I am going down to stay with one of the people in question this weekend, who is making a huge fuss of seeing me (yes, it's Her) and I just know things aren't going to be the same. And I don't know what to do about it.
Next, I have been avoiding posting about this on here because I know were it the other way round I would not be popular. But since it came up again tonight, and I'm feeling fragile, I'm going to. My husband is making it clear that he isn't thinking the same time schedule as I am for having a child. Which especially given the last week or so's dreams is killing me. But he's also made it clear that he's feeling a little bit pressured by my keep bringing it up (all I want to know is that we're on the same wavelength, but as it's so much in the forefront of my mind it's hard to not bring it up) so I can't tell him how I feel. The last time it came up he tried to assuage my fears, but then tonight while watching a TV show about giving birth he told me that it was putting him off as the process scared him. So now I don't know what to do.
Next, my favourite colleague has handed in her notice :( We get on well, we're similar and she's very cool. She's the only person at work who doesn't tell me not to have kids, she has fab taste in music, we get on like a house on fire, we make each other laugh, and I'm going to miss her.
I'm cracking through my books atm, my husband is working late a lot to get a wedding present finished and I'm not working many hours this week. I should be packing, but such is life hehehe... Have got my next book club book, I'm planning to actually go this month!
Right, I'm off to hunt down some wallpaper, as my husband has decided we should have wallpaper instead of painting the new house *rolls eyes* Until next time, some friends become enemies, some friends become your family, make the best with what you're given, this ain't dying, this is livin'...
First up. I'm feeling somewhat pushed out. In my absence, as was probably inevitable, some of my friends have become closer, and some have drifted apart. The ones who have drifted apart are still treating me as they ever did, with the space between us emphasising their feelings as well as mine. Those who have grown closer are pretty much ignoring me. They have each other now, and I'm being replaced. Possibly not entirely true, but that's how it feels, and other people feel the same way, so I'm not alone in my paranoia. Unfortunately, I am going down to stay with one of the people in question this weekend, who is making a huge fuss of seeing me (yes, it's Her) and I just know things aren't going to be the same. And I don't know what to do about it.
Next, I have been avoiding posting about this on here because I know were it the other way round I would not be popular. But since it came up again tonight, and I'm feeling fragile, I'm going to. My husband is making it clear that he isn't thinking the same time schedule as I am for having a child. Which especially given the last week or so's dreams is killing me. But he's also made it clear that he's feeling a little bit pressured by my keep bringing it up (all I want to know is that we're on the same wavelength, but as it's so much in the forefront of my mind it's hard to not bring it up) so I can't tell him how I feel. The last time it came up he tried to assuage my fears, but then tonight while watching a TV show about giving birth he told me that it was putting him off as the process scared him. So now I don't know what to do.
Next, my favourite colleague has handed in her notice :( We get on well, we're similar and she's very cool. She's the only person at work who doesn't tell me not to have kids, she has fab taste in music, we get on like a house on fire, we make each other laugh, and I'm going to miss her.
I'm cracking through my books atm, my husband is working late a lot to get a wedding present finished and I'm not working many hours this week. I should be packing, but such is life hehehe... Have got my next book club book, I'm planning to actually go this month!
Right, I'm off to hunt down some wallpaper, as my husband has decided we should have wallpaper instead of painting the new house *rolls eyes* Until next time, some friends become enemies, some friends become your family, make the best with what you're given, this ain't dying, this is livin'...
Sunday 7 March 2010
Taking a break...
...HA! I say I am taking a break from packing, truth is I haven't even started yet. Well, I've been out to the garage to get the boxes, brought some in, killed a spider and taped the first box together. Now I'm procrastinating and glaring at the box. I hate packing. I hate it! I hate moving full stop. But I am consoling myself with the thought that unless something changes drastically in the next few years this is the last time I will be moving for a very long time.
The dreams are back, last night I was telling people about the baby. I suppose it was only a matter of time before my desires made their way into my dreams. Just wish I didn't have to keep waking up from them.
I'm wavering on the edge of going back on weight Watchers, I'm getting to the point that made me do it last time, but with my head being a mess I tend to find myself reaching for chocolate rather than staying on the wagon. I know that as soon as I start I'll be able to stick to it, but the first week is always the hardest. I have a wedding in five weeks that will involve seeing a lot of people I went to uni with and having lots of pictures taken, so I'm going to try and make today my last day of gluttony.
Right, back to the packing I suppose. My books will not pack themselves into boxes *sob*. Until next time, answer me this. What, exactly, is the function of a rubber duck?
The dreams are back, last night I was telling people about the baby. I suppose it was only a matter of time before my desires made their way into my dreams. Just wish I didn't have to keep waking up from them.
I'm wavering on the edge of going back on weight Watchers, I'm getting to the point that made me do it last time, but with my head being a mess I tend to find myself reaching for chocolate rather than staying on the wagon. I know that as soon as I start I'll be able to stick to it, but the first week is always the hardest. I have a wedding in five weeks that will involve seeing a lot of people I went to uni with and having lots of pictures taken, so I'm going to try and make today my last day of gluttony.
Right, back to the packing I suppose. My books will not pack themselves into boxes *sob*. Until next time, answer me this. What, exactly, is the function of a rubber duck?
Saturday 6 March 2010
An update.
I have been shamlessly neglecting the blogosphere of late. I could blame many things, the house buying, the fact my nana has fallen and broken her hip, the fact I've been having horrific dreams, but I wont. I will instead use this blog to it's full potential and talk about them.
The house is progressing. The money is in place, the paperwork is ready to go, we're just waiting for the legal teams to draw up contracts. Epic :) We should have the keys by the end of the month, very exciting! Off furniture shopping next week for a new suite, kitchen and dining furniture :D
My nana slipped in her kitchen the other day while making breakfast. Now my nana has a panic button, on a string, that she is supposed to carry with her following a fall down the stairs a few years ago. She doesn't. So she had to out into the hallway and shout for help. As she now lives in sheltered accommodation, after the fall down the stairs, someone heard her and called an ambulance. It turns out she has broken her hip in three places and has since had an operation under spinal block to place three screws and a pin in her hip and thigh. She'll be in a hospital for a while, then in a rehab centre until she is allowed back into the wild. Which will drive her mad as she hates being looked after, but maybe that'll teach her to carry her panic button... She'll be fine. She always is. She's a tough old bird!
My dreams... Yeah... For the last week my dreams have followed a story in my life. They started with my husband and I having a conversation about deciding to have a baby and going off to start trying. By Thursday I was pregnant, had taken a test and I even remember the conversation with my doctor about a referral to a midwife. And every morning I wake up and my heart breaks, because it wasn't real.
Enough of the maudlin. I am going to refill my wineglass and continue to laugh with my two best friends (one is on MSN, one is texting me) and just keep swimming, just keep swimming...
The house is progressing. The money is in place, the paperwork is ready to go, we're just waiting for the legal teams to draw up contracts. Epic :) We should have the keys by the end of the month, very exciting! Off furniture shopping next week for a new suite, kitchen and dining furniture :D
My nana slipped in her kitchen the other day while making breakfast. Now my nana has a panic button, on a string, that she is supposed to carry with her following a fall down the stairs a few years ago. She doesn't. So she had to out into the hallway and shout for help. As she now lives in sheltered accommodation, after the fall down the stairs, someone heard her and called an ambulance. It turns out she has broken her hip in three places and has since had an operation under spinal block to place three screws and a pin in her hip and thigh. She'll be in a hospital for a while, then in a rehab centre until she is allowed back into the wild. Which will drive her mad as she hates being looked after, but maybe that'll teach her to carry her panic button... She'll be fine. She always is. She's a tough old bird!
My dreams... Yeah... For the last week my dreams have followed a story in my life. They started with my husband and I having a conversation about deciding to have a baby and going off to start trying. By Thursday I was pregnant, had taken a test and I even remember the conversation with my doctor about a referral to a midwife. And every morning I wake up and my heart breaks, because it wasn't real.
Enough of the maudlin. I am going to refill my wineglass and continue to laugh with my two best friends (one is on MSN, one is texting me) and just keep swimming, just keep swimming...
Tuesday 2 March 2010
*tentative celebrations*
We found a house. We put an offer in. It was accepted subject to contracts. We got the finance. We got all the paperwork in order. We are now waiting for the current owner to sign the official acceptance. We are keeping absolutely everything crossed for the next few days until the acceptance comes back signed (it went out today).
Scary, scary biscuits. Or as my friend the bunny said, freaky toast :) Life as normal can now resume. Well, with the exception that I have 27 days to pack up and move. Again. Seriously. We now get to do the fun bit of buying new furniture though :)
We've finally got the two wedding invitations for this year through, one is in two weeks, another in six and I've even managed to find a dress I already had to wear to the first. Very exciting stuff. I love weddings, and since one is an Irish affair and the other has a strong Nigerian presence I feel these two will be even more special than normal :)
This week at work promises to be fun. My manageress is on holiday so it's just the other girls and me. Fabby :) Then I've got one week in then a whole week's holiday! :D
The old friend of mine and I are working on it. Well. I am. I am trying very hard. And after the first wedding things should be better, I've promised her some one on one time and tea and cakes so we shall see.
I have an urge to watch Top Gun. It's bizarre. But then again every so often I have urges to watch films like that, Gone in 60 Seconds is one of my favourite films and one day my husband came home to find me watching it and nearly had a stroke. Unfortunately we don't own Top Gun...
I haven't been to book club yet, I was meant to start last week but the weather was so bad we had to go South early to make sure we could hand over the keys to our old house on time. Wish we hadn't bothered to be honest given the fact that at 7.30pm on the day of the sale the new owner called us to ask where all the furniture was. Um...
The London trip is all planned and the bunny has the train and theatre tickets in her possession. Very, very fecking excited :D 76 days to go to London Baby!
So, marathon post over, I'm off to bed. I'm working early tomorrow. Until next time, I'm going to try, defying gravity, and you can't pull me down...
Scary, scary biscuits. Or as my friend the bunny said, freaky toast :) Life as normal can now resume. Well, with the exception that I have 27 days to pack up and move. Again. Seriously. We now get to do the fun bit of buying new furniture though :)
We've finally got the two wedding invitations for this year through, one is in two weeks, another in six and I've even managed to find a dress I already had to wear to the first. Very exciting stuff. I love weddings, and since one is an Irish affair and the other has a strong Nigerian presence I feel these two will be even more special than normal :)
This week at work promises to be fun. My manageress is on holiday so it's just the other girls and me. Fabby :) Then I've got one week in then a whole week's holiday! :D
The old friend of mine and I are working on it. Well. I am. I am trying very hard. And after the first wedding things should be better, I've promised her some one on one time and tea and cakes so we shall see.
I have an urge to watch Top Gun. It's bizarre. But then again every so often I have urges to watch films like that, Gone in 60 Seconds is one of my favourite films and one day my husband came home to find me watching it and nearly had a stroke. Unfortunately we don't own Top Gun...
I haven't been to book club yet, I was meant to start last week but the weather was so bad we had to go South early to make sure we could hand over the keys to our old house on time. Wish we hadn't bothered to be honest given the fact that at 7.30pm on the day of the sale the new owner called us to ask where all the furniture was. Um...
The London trip is all planned and the bunny has the train and theatre tickets in her possession. Very, very fecking excited :D 76 days to go to London Baby!
So, marathon post over, I'm off to bed. I'm working early tomorrow. Until next time, I'm going to try, defying gravity, and you can't pull me down...
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