This week at work is extremely boring. Seriously our pressman is right now trying to revive a dead copier to save our company money because he has the time, energy & we'll see about skills. I'm hand inserting a card into an envelope, grabbing another piece, then stuffing that into an envelope I've stuck a label on. Bleh. Later on, when we have the cards we'll have to insert those & seal them all.. by hand. :( I spent the morning finishing up my box of 90 books that had to be re-labeled because of a page misprint. It's only a small portion of the 1500 we've already finished. All this to say that it's been a lot of hand work & high on the boring side. I'm bopping to the oldies station & it's making me think about Thrift Stores... yep, Thrift Stores. I can just picture the smell of old clothes, people with their mismatched shopping carts & kids playing around on all the toys.. some adults in the book section reading the books & newlyweds trying out the furniture to see if they should make this their first purchase. Yep, oldies does that to me. That and a cafe, where it smells like grease & the menus are well worn.. the customers are satisfied with their cups of coffee & time rushes by outside.
Yep, feeling creative, but nowhere to use this energy.
So I had an interview last week, not sure if I told you all here.. but it looks hopeful. The guy is out of the office this week so I won't hear back this week, but it could be as early as next week that I hear from him & possibly get the job. Yeah, I'm very hopeful.
My bosses are actually assuming I got it already, which is sort of strange--but nice in a good way. I'm looking forward to moving on. I'll probably say that I miss some hand work from time to time, but it should be altogether better. 
So.. i'm getting married in what.. 10 sleeps. 10! I'm looking forward to everything coming together--to being beautiful for Loverage--to celebrating the beginning of a new life together. BUT first this weekend with my friends away at Seabrook--a weekend away without Austin--beautiful. I love the boy, but sometimes getting away can make it all the better!
I'm looking forward to celebrating the last days of semi-singleness.
Alright friends, family--readers.
Au Revoir!
-Heather
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