7 down, 40 to go.

Well, I'm about 7 boxes worth packed. Not a great start. I honestly cannot figured out how I aquired so much junk. I only have 600 square feet of living space. Every time I go to IKEA I think, "Man, I sure would love to live in one of these 300 sq ft apartments." And then I remember I have 200 pairs of shoes that have to go somewhere...

Update

Where to start? Well, I'm exhausted so I'll got with bullets.

• I have forgotten the feeling of working 40 hours a week. I'm averaging 13 hour days. I have no life, but I can say working late helps me spend less money and I even miss rush hour traffic. It's an unfortunate evil that there's night construction on my route home right now so I still sit in traffic.


• Bo and I got the house referred to in previous posts.


• I only have 2 weeks to pack my apt to aforementioned new house.


• I went to Target to buy packing tape to start filling some boxes and realized all the boxes from my previous move are not in my patio closet as assumed. Rather, they are in Dallas at my parent's house. I now have 13 days to pack my apt.


• Yard work is a B-I-T-C-H. Bo and I have started prepping the house for our move with weed and bug repellents. I think all yard work will be left in the capable hands of my future husband.


• I have my bridal shower this weekend which makes me ecstatic to see family and friends I have unfortantely not seen enough.


• We've had 2 co-workers leave our office within the last week meaning I got to eat cake twice. =)


• I prefer Jay Leno over Conan O'Brien.


• Bo and I should try out for Here Come the Newlyweds. =) Has anyone seen this show? Somewhat entertaining. If that doesn't work out, we should go for I'm a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here. If Spencer Pratt is a "superstar", we are too. Get over yourself.

Here's a shot of the new house...more can be seen on Facebook.

I Want Magenta

I ran across an old favorite from Mr. Mayer. Makes me want to flip through old yearbooks while packing my apt to his tunes.

"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you’re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I’ve got a few missing. It’s ok though, because I’ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who’s an 8-color type.. I’m like, “hey girl, magenta!” and she’s like, “oh, you mean purple!” and she goes off on her purple thing, and I’m like, “no – I want magenta!”- John Mayer

60 Days

It's been six years in the making but in exactly two months, I will be a Mrs. with the last name Rickner. I will live in Weatherford, own a recliner, a brand new refrigerator, dishes and spend my weekends gardening.

Hmm =).

Weekend Recap Cont.

A picture from the previously mentioned Weekend Recap posting. Just to give you perspective on the tiny chapel from Reesey's baptism. =)

And the lovely Reese...

The Rickner Residence

The folks at work have been giving me a hard time about finding a place to live...especially since I'm down to three weeks. Well, I kept thinking I'll start looking and find a place soon?? We'll have to make a decision quick anyways right? And that's just how it happened...

I researched a few places and found two houses we really liked. We weighed both and were set to pick the second house based on a few calculated set of criteria. =) Turns out in hour 11 we found out a few things that swayed our decision. When all said and done, we picked the first house, which I am in LOVE with. Everything seems to turn out for the best because looking back I am so much more pleased with this house than I think I ever would have been with the other house.

Anywhoo, it's 4 bedroom, 2 bath, 2 car garage in the middle of NOWHERE. You think I may be kidding, but Mapquest doesn't know where it's at. We'll be about 3 miles south of I20 in Weatherford. I have officially hit domesticated country wifey. Exit off the freeway, pass some cows, horses, barns, hay and a few churches, take a left, another left, go aways and you're there. This should be fun...two enormous spiders down and more to come I fear. Just when I thought my blog was out of interesting content...

We have decided one bedroom will be a guest bedroom, one will be an office, and the third will be a "man room". Just to make sure it doesn't become an empty-looming-over-our-heads-baby room. =D Luckily, we have lived on our own long enough to accumulate quite a bit of stuff and will have no trouble filling every square foot. Pictures will come soon.

Weekend Recap

Going into this weekend I had intentionally tried to avoid planning morning, noon, and night of every day. Somehow, we turned to be be busy morning, noon, and night of every day. Starting out, Friday was suppose to be my day off. Instead, I topped off the week with a full day of work bringing my one week total to close to 60 hours. Not a good start.

Saturday, I had a 9AM wedding dress fitting in Dallas. Earlyyy. Turns out my dress fits like a glove waist up. Unfortunately, five months ago when I ordered the dress, I hoped it would require taking in...no such luck. But that is changing, read below. My wedding dress fitting was followed up by some fabulous news from Holly - her San Diego trip turned her into the soon to be Mrs. Cole. Yay exciting. Just as I am finishing up months of wedding planning, she'll kick off. Oh what fun she's in for... :/

We spent Saturday night having old-fashioned date night - Dutch's hamburgers, putt-putt, and ice cream. Unimportant is who won, but that we had a great time. haha =D Bo and I are very competitive so that's only my response because I didn't win...

Sunday we took a drive down to Bremond, Texas for Reese's baptism (Kristina's baby girl). It turned out wonderful. We all packed into a small (and I mean small) hand built chapel at a bed and breakfast in town. So cute. Pictures are still on my camera to be posted soon. Then, you'll understand small. :)

And finally, Monday. Today we spent with Bo's parents eating much better food cooked by my soon to be mother-in-law. Much better than if I had been in charge of cooking. :)

How could I forget? Bo is my new personal trainer. I made the enormous mistake of suggesting Bo help me tone my arms for my wedding dress. He is now on work out police control overdrive. He kicked my butt with a million weight drills. And worst is the tone he takes with me when I'm out of breathe all too close to passing out.... "Keep going!!" Argh. Nothing makes me what to punch him in the head worse. Angry blogs on this topic will follow I'm sure.

Here we are, soon to start another week. Of work. Blah. Bo's almost done with school and he'll start his relaxation hiatus. It always puts me in a horrible mood the first week too. No end in sight for me at work and he usually sits around, plays golf, etc and it just grates every nerve I have. It usually takes a good week or two for me to get over it. I have no doubt a few blogs of my frustration are soon to come on this topic too. This summer, he's not getting off so easy though - wedding honey do's are coming... And even better, every summer following this one, you know what he'll get? Wifey honey do's...heh heh heh. That is my evil witch laugh. :)