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Dear World, everyone at work needs to go away. It's week two and something happened about halfway through last week (maybe thursday?) AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS, and now it feels like I can do no good. Paranoia? PMS? Who knows, but I seem to have pissed off the shop. Hate.
Fuck 'em.
I lost 15 lbs. I am 5 pounds away from my goal weight for Christmas. I have not been this small since college. Go me!
And I got more muslin. If the designer wasn't here I would be draping the skirt for my dress. Monday is supposed to be a day off. Instead, my quiet haven is a place where I am persona non grata. I need to get a job that has two days off a week and I don't live with my co-workers. And really, if it could be by a large body of water, that would be great too. Too much to ask?
We've been looking into the cost of this shin-dig. JEASUS! Location and food alone will put us over $10,000. I think we should nix the light-house, but I think Peter has his heart set on it. $5,000 to book it for one day! with a $1,000 deposit up front. It's highway robbery! Anyone who has done this already have any advise? Do we have to take out a lone to get married? We really want to do St. Augustine. We've told everyone the date and the time . . . but I have no idea how two broke kids from Brooklyn can afford this. It makes me nervous. Even with 50 people it will be a lot. I can't imagine how people do this with a 100 or 200 person guest list. panic.
But I've picked a marching song.
And that's my update. Peter isn't making this being away thing easy. I need to talk to him about it. Yes, it sucks, but telling me to quit my job and come home is Not helpful.
Fuck 'em.
I lost 15 lbs. I am 5 pounds away from my goal weight for Christmas. I have not been this small since college. Go me!
And I got more muslin. If the designer wasn't here I would be draping the skirt for my dress. Monday is supposed to be a day off. Instead, my quiet haven is a place where I am persona non grata. I need to get a job that has two days off a week and I don't live with my co-workers. And really, if it could be by a large body of water, that would be great too. Too much to ask?
We've been looking into the cost of this shin-dig. JEASUS! Location and food alone will put us over $10,000. I think we should nix the light-house, but I think Peter has his heart set on it. $5,000 to book it for one day! with a $1,000 deposit up front. It's highway robbery! Anyone who has done this already have any advise? Do we have to take out a lone to get married? We really want to do St. Augustine. We've told everyone the date and the time . . . but I have no idea how two broke kids from Brooklyn can afford this. It makes me nervous. Even with 50 people it will be a lot. I can't imagine how people do this with a 100 or 200 person guest list. panic.
But I've picked a marching song.
And that's my update. Peter isn't making this being away thing easy. I need to talk to him about it. Yes, it sucks, but telling me to quit my job and come home is Not helpful.