| I guess I should write a real, non-two-sentence entry, since that hasn't happened in awhile. Life is going. It's busy, which I enjoy and don't mind. I'm still working at Ann Taylor pretty much everyday and also at the bank two days a week. Did I tell you that I was working at a bank? My cousin Jenny got me the job at the end of January/beginning of February. They deal with flexible spending accounts for companies all over. I mostly do secretarial stuff--mailing checks, filing, passing out faxes--not too hard. It's extra income, which is nice. I'm actually subbing for a girl who works there full-time when she's not in school, so my time there will be coming to a close the end of this month/beginning of May. I was hoping that I might be able to stay there at least part time for awhile, but we'll see. Most of you know this by now, but for those of you that don't, I'm going to be out of a job beginning September 30th. Ann Taylor at the Fairfield Mall will be closing its doors. It's kind of bittersweet. On one hand, I've wanted to get out for awhile and I think this is the push I needed to say, "Okay, time to leave." However, at the same time, I've worked there for 5 years with pretty much the same core group of people. It'll be strange not seeing them everyday and hearing about their kids and lives and stuff. Another thing that has me worried is the fact that we're closing 4 days before Brandon and I get married. Needless to say, not having a job when you get married is not my idea of living "happily ever after". My life feels like a big question mark right now. Being the planner, it gets really hard to just say, "Oh, we'll see what happens and then go from there." I like to know what is in front of me and have some (albeit rough) idea of what I'm going to be doing in the next months/years to come. Brandon is sending resumes out to different television stations around the country. Everywhere from Columbus and Cincinnati to Memphis and Chicago. Since none of these jobs are nailed in stone yet, I have a hard time looking for a job or even apartments if I'm not going to know where we're going to be. After his graduation in three weeks (FINALLY), unless something comes up in three weeks, he'll stay down in Lexington and work for WKYT as a news videographer, where he's got a full-time job now. It's good that he's got a steady income and (for the most part) a place to stay, but I was counting on him to be home this summer and do wedding stuff and apartment/job hunting with me. It will be so strange to actually have him in one place after we're married. I keep saying that after the first 3 months of our marriage, we'll be sick and tired of each other and be ready for the other one to go back to school or something. Looking back, I've realized that it's been a really rough start to the year. From Mamaw's accident and passing away, to just seeing my mom so sick and frail, it's really been rough. I'm not saying that to get sympathy or anything, but it just seems like a lot to handle. Getting married is supposed to be such and exciting and joyful time and it's hard to get into that mindset when everything around you is pushing in on you from all sides. Hope you enjoyed my "non-two-sentence" entry. :) Till we meet again. alh |
