Friday, April 28, 2006
MOVING DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Today is the the day!!!! WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
I am so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As my sister-in-law would say, "Let the housewarming gifts begin"! LOL
Sunday, April 23, 2006
How Abnormal Are You?
I always knew I was somewhat OCD. And yes, I am addicted to washing my hands/hand sanitizer, and opening washroom doors with a paper towel. In short, I am a certified germ-o-phobe:)
You Are 32% Abnormal |
You are at medium risk for having a borderline personality. It is somewhat likely that you are a chaotic mess. You are at low risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is unlikely that you are in love with your own reflection. You are at medium risk for having a social phobia. It is somewhat likely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement. You are at medium risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is somewhat likely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer. |
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Friendships....tea and sharing.
There is a tradition that exists at the school I work at called "Tea and Sharing". It is a wonderful occasion where primary students invite important people in their lives to see all they have accomplished (art projects, journals, writing) and have some tea and treats at their desk. One feels very honored to share in these students lives, and I am touched everytime I am invited to one of these occasions by a student. It is an indication that you are a valued and an important person in their young life.
I was thinking of this parallel today with a friend of mine. We had our own "tea and sharing" of sorts. My friend is an amazing, creative, funny, interesting person who I really enjoy spending time with. We share our accomplishments, struggles, crafty creations and foibles. Things I obsess about or have anxiety about are always put into perspective when I spend time with her. I find her to be a very grounding individual.
I am thankful for the friends in my life who are so supportive. They make this world a lot more fun and manageable.
I was thinking of this parallel today with a friend of mine. We had our own "tea and sharing" of sorts. My friend is an amazing, creative, funny, interesting person who I really enjoy spending time with. We share our accomplishments, struggles, crafty creations and foibles. Things I obsess about or have anxiety about are always put into perspective when I spend time with her. I find her to be a very grounding individual.
I am thankful for the friends in my life who are so supportive. They make this world a lot more fun and manageable.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Procrastination and boxes....oh my!
It's 2 1/2 weeks until we move. You would think I would be much more organized and ready to leave. Our living room is filled with boxes......most of them empty. It is so hard to walk around our place because of all the boxes and our 2 couches. We are desperately trying to sell our old couch and our entertainment unit (which I am sad to sell, as it is really nice, but won't fit in our new place as the fireplace is so big) so we can have some room to move around and pack.
I think there is a part of me that is really sad we are moving. We have spent 7 years of our lives here. We moved here when we were first engaged. We have survived some really tough times here. I feel like we kind of grew up here. It's like now we are all grown up with a mortgage, and all the rough times are behind us. We both have great jobs we love (Dusten had had 2 raises in the past month alone!), and are incredibly happy. Maybe I am waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under us. I am used to things always being so hard. I know we have worked so hard for this. It's bittersweet I guess.
I think there is a part of me that knows that after the house comes the next big step, and everyone always asks us about it. I know we want to, but are we ready? Everyone always says you are never ready, you just prepare yourself that best you can, and that there is never a "right" time. Sigh...... big questions and thoughts at 9:15 on a Tuesday evening....
I think there is a part of me that is really sad we are moving. We have spent 7 years of our lives here. We moved here when we were first engaged. We have survived some really tough times here. I feel like we kind of grew up here. It's like now we are all grown up with a mortgage, and all the rough times are behind us. We both have great jobs we love (Dusten had had 2 raises in the past month alone!), and are incredibly happy. Maybe I am waiting for the rug to be pulled out from under us. I am used to things always being so hard. I know we have worked so hard for this. It's bittersweet I guess.
I think there is a part of me that knows that after the house comes the next big step, and everyone always asks us about it. I know we want to, but are we ready? Everyone always says you are never ready, you just prepare yourself that best you can, and that there is never a "right" time. Sigh...... big questions and thoughts at 9:15 on a Tuesday evening....
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