Rough week.
I'm getting very frustrated with the move this weekend. I had to call Kevin's friend to ask him if he would help us move (he has a big pick-up) but he NEVER answers his phone, and I don't know if he checks his voicemail, and I doubt he will actually get back to me. That makes me mad, I don't understand why you have a cell phone if you ignore it all the time - rude. Kevin can't help me because he isnt even IN THE COUNTRY this week. All of the things that we need to move are coming from an hour and a half away. Kevin says, "I don't really need all the stuff right away babe, don't worry about it." But I am not going to be moving him into this apartment for the next month and a half. That is stupid. And we are busy. Too busy to be moving for a month and a half.
I need to get my save-the-dates out before they become pointless and I don't have any time. I'm an being tacky and tasteless and whatever else the P&E board on the knot would call me and using *gasp* labels to address them. I am busy and I don't have time to hand-write 150 envelopes. I'm working 2 jobs, planning a move and a wedding and trying to get 6 hours of sleep. Days are not long enough to accomodate everything I need to accomplish.
::sigh:: I'm just worn out this weekend, and jealous that Kevin gets to hang in the apartment, while I still have to live with my parents and work my craptastic jobs and be bored. And guess what, I probably won't be allowed to go and stay at the apartment. That's right, I'm 23 and engaged to be married to the guy, but I won't be able to stay the night in OUR apartment (my name is on the lease too!). GRRRR
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3 comments:
{{{HUGS}}} I'm sorry! NOne of that is any fun at all - especially the moving and not being able to stay in your own place. I understand your frustration. Thank goodness (even with ALL there is to do) that there are only 6 months left. You'll do it and get through it all. And, you'll be SO happy when you reach the wedding - and the day after!
::SUPER BIG HUGS::That stinks that he's not going to be able to help you move this weekend and that you won't be able to stay at ya'lls place!!! My parents give me a hard time if I ask to stay at FI's and he lives with his parents!!! But when things like that piss me off, I just say, Only a little bit longer that you have to put up with it then it's over.
But just take a deep breath, you'll get through with everything. Can your mom help you with your Save the dates?? Try to delegate some things if you can!! Don't stress yourself out hunny!! =)
I too felt the pressure with the Save the Dates. Slap some labels on those suckers and mail them.
I am usually an etiquette snob, but it's an advance warning of the date, so it is not like an invitation to have tea with the queen or anything.
You aren't alone in the parent struggle. While mine couldn't care less about sleepovers, I have had several friends who have gone/are going through this. My parents and I bump heads over other things though too. The only advice I have is that someday, you will miss this. You will no longer be a child and you won't ever get this time with your parents back. You have six months left to enjoy, to laugh at them/with them, and to be their little girl. And then freedom! :) Not that you won't visit, but, you know what I mean...
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