Moving right along…

Wednesday revealed itself to be a hard day at work. Wednesday evening proved itself to be just what I needed, a date night with my husband. We made/ate dinner together, packed a box each, got gifts for our friend’s baby shower, talked about our Disney vacation (in May), and enjoyed each other’s company. Can I brag on him for a second? (You don’t have a choice really so if you don’t want to read it skip it.) I was reading about the new Beauty and the Beast restaurant at Disney and told Josh I wished we could go. So he researched our dining plan and is making it happen. I’m so excited. We have a Disney date. 🙂

Honestly, we’ve spent a lot of time thinking and talking about this vacation. Josh’s Grandparents take the family on vacation every couple of years. Last time we did Disney- and Josh and I had been dating for like 6 months. 3 years later we’re doing it again but I’m officially part of the family! Anywhoos, Josh and I have looked at all the new additions to the parks, researched restaurants, and we’re even doing the Universal parks. (Go big or go home.) Last time we went, we were going full speed all the time. This time, we’ve agreed to slow down and enjoy it more. Plus I’m bringing more than one comfy shoe option. I’m sure my feet will thank me.

Thursday, work was slow but overwhelming because things had to be done that I don’t know how to do. (For example… I sent a customer a quote. No. Just no.) I need my bosses to come back.
Thursday evening we packed our boxes for the day, had dinner together, watched the West Wing and I finally fixed the buttons on my coat, packed for the weekend (which means I just added to the bag I never unpacked from last weekend), and got milkshakes at Chick-fil-a (PEPPERMINT IS BACK!!!!).

I feel like everything is out of control. This morning was a serious bad wife morning, and I owe Josh a lot of apologies. We still haven’t come up with a plan, and I don’t even know how to. Life is crazy. And just when I felt like I had some things accomplished and it was going to be ok, someone knocks on the door and offers me money if I bake him something. Normally, not a big deal. Right now, catastrophic. I don’t have time at home this month, and next month this apartment will not even be my home and I will have to be out. I want to just yell NOOO at everyone. Can I bake something? NO! Can I give you a Christmas list? Unless you can buy me some sanity of free time, NO! Am I doing ok? NO!
Was it really my idea to move the weekend after finals? Didn’t I learn from last year? (I graduated, got married, and moved in the same week.)

Our home looks like it’s been hit by a tornado. And it has… it’s called the mono craft sale moving tornado. It has to get better… it just has to. Also, Aunt Katie gave me a sewing machine, which is wonderful, but I now realize I know nothing about sewing machines and don’t have any free time to figure it out. January, I have big plans for you. They include sewing, cooking, baking, and decorating.

Also… after you pack your books, movies, and seasonal clothes… what’s next?

Moving in : 29 days
Boxes Packed: 7

Christmas: 41 days

1 year Anniversary trip: 42 days

Dear Josh,
I’m sorry for hurting you this morning. I’m sorry for being nasty, grumpy, and short-tempered with you and also with myself. I know we’re a team, and I know we’re going to get through… I’m just tired of getting through. The next 4 weeks are absolutely INSANE.  I know we’re going to feel like ditching the date nights for our to-do lists, but we can’t.
I love you. Yes, this year has been hard and we’re not through it all yet, but I’m glad we’re a team. (And the Outa’ Banks vacation trip is COMING!!!!)
Love, Mrs. Cornelissen

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