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Let me esplain....no, there is too much. Let me sum up:
- Buttercup is going to marry Humperdink in a lil less than half an hour.
- My grandfather died about two weeks ago. It was very sad, but I had trouble really mourning. He was 84 when he died, and he had had a long and mostly happy life, including 2 successful marriages and some grandchildren. His health didn't even fail him until the last 2 years or so. Though it probably sounds weird, I think that's pretty good. I do, however, feel really bad for my step-grandmother, who is left to take care of a hyper dog and a big, empty house all by herself. : / I plan to see her when I'm home for Christmas.
- Camp is over. It went so fast and so relatively smoothly that I didn't even have time to be sad. It will likely hit me halfway down the Jersey turnpike that I have reached the end of an era. I broke the news (gently) to my boss, who didn't get mad, but pouted. If you knew my boss, you would think this reaction was hilarious; she is most certainly more the shouty type than the pouty type.
- I was supposed to lose weight this summer. I didn't. I'm sure anyone reading this has heard this repeatedly over the years, but I think my next try might be a success. Somewhere along the line, it's become less about looking good and a specific number, and is instead about feeling good and being comfortable in my wardrobe. I am excited to report that, once I'm out of 6 kinds of debt and back into 2 kinds of debt, I'll be buying a treadmill for the gym downstairs. If that doesn't make me skinny, nothing ever will. Excitement!
- I'm supposed to be in the state of MD by now, but I'm just dragging my sorry behind all over the house in NY and getting distracted by things like the internet. While I miss my friends and everything, I know that in MD I have a big, empty, spider-infested townhouse and a LOT of unpacking awaiting me. Plus, my job starts in two days, and I feel like I haven't even had a summer break, though I got a much better one than most. Plus, Brian's not there. Here, it still hurts to be away from him, but at least my logical side keeps gently reminding me that he's not SUPPOSED to be in NY. He IS, however, supposed to be in his bed...where I'll be sleeping tonight, and possibly every night for years. It will crush me when he is not there. If you see this and take pity on me, call me and make plans or something. I think I'll need it :P
I guess that's a good sum-up. MD people, look me up. NY, I'll miss you.
- Buttercup is going to marry Humperdink in a lil less than half an hour.
- My grandfather died about two weeks ago. It was very sad, but I had trouble really mourning. He was 84 when he died, and he had had a long and mostly happy life, including 2 successful marriages and some grandchildren. His health didn't even fail him until the last 2 years or so. Though it probably sounds weird, I think that's pretty good. I do, however, feel really bad for my step-grandmother, who is left to take care of a hyper dog and a big, empty house all by herself. : / I plan to see her when I'm home for Christmas.
- Camp is over. It went so fast and so relatively smoothly that I didn't even have time to be sad. It will likely hit me halfway down the Jersey turnpike that I have reached the end of an era. I broke the news (gently) to my boss, who didn't get mad, but pouted. If you knew my boss, you would think this reaction was hilarious; she is most certainly more the shouty type than the pouty type.
- I was supposed to lose weight this summer. I didn't. I'm sure anyone reading this has heard this repeatedly over the years, but I think my next try might be a success. Somewhere along the line, it's become less about looking good and a specific number, and is instead about feeling good and being comfortable in my wardrobe. I am excited to report that, once I'm out of 6 kinds of debt and back into 2 kinds of debt, I'll be buying a treadmill for the gym downstairs. If that doesn't make me skinny, nothing ever will. Excitement!
- I'm supposed to be in the state of MD by now, but I'm just dragging my sorry behind all over the house in NY and getting distracted by things like the internet. While I miss my friends and everything, I know that in MD I have a big, empty, spider-infested townhouse and a LOT of unpacking awaiting me. Plus, my job starts in two days, and I feel like I haven't even had a summer break, though I got a much better one than most. Plus, Brian's not there. Here, it still hurts to be away from him, but at least my logical side keeps gently reminding me that he's not SUPPOSED to be in NY. He IS, however, supposed to be in his bed...where I'll be sleeping tonight, and possibly every night for years. It will crush me when he is not there. If you see this and take pity on me, call me and make plans or something. I think I'll need it :P
I guess that's a good sum-up. MD people, look me up. NY, I'll miss you.