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Finally a quiz that fits me!
|You Belong in Rome|
You’re a big city soul with a small town heart
Which is why you’re attracted to the romance of Rome
Strolling down picture perfect streets, cappuccino in hand
And gorgeous Italian people – could life get any better?
Today we hit some craft/home decorating stores, & I got this metal “kitchen” sign, a cookbook holder (something I REALLY did need), candle holders (because you can never have too many), and yes, MORE fabric.
So my birthday was really great. We barbequed at work, and while I was waiting for Adam to get off work because he got suckered into doing a print job for a rich attorney & had to stay late, the rich attorney gave him a $100 tip to “take the madam out to dinner”. $40 went to feed the gas tank ($3.45 a gallon ~ how much to do you all pay?), and the rest I’m sure he’ll spend while I’m on vacation. He earned that tip, he should get to spend it!
Today is my 32nd birthday, and I have to say, I like the sound of 32. 30 was really difficult. So much so, that I didn’t tell any of my co-workers that it was my birthday until I skipped out of work early. I didn’t feel that I was where I wanted to be at 30, and more than anything, I wanted to turn back time. Do-overs are allowed, right??
Does anyone else get completely overwhelmed prior to leaving for vacation? I reach such a state of anxiety that whenever someone asks me if I am getting excited about leaving, all I can think of is ~ Do you have any idea what I need to get done before I leave, NO, I am not excited! And imagine as I am verbalizing this to the poor person who only expected a Hell yeah I’m excited!, that my voice is reaching a pitch dogs would run from.
I make lists, a trait I inherited from my mother. Lists that include what clothes I need, down to the number of pairs of underwear, other miscellaneous items (jewelry, camera, the-purse-to-go-with-the oufit-for-the-event-we-are-traveling-to, you get the idea) what I will wear on the plane (for this, I must also take into consideration the temperature when I land, and whether or not I’ll be able to change clothes once I get there), & what I am bringing in my carry-on.
My list of toiletries is made in the order in which I use them. I go through my morning routine in my head and make my list: cleanser, shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, loofah (I can not properly wash & exfoliate my body with just a washcloth), razor, contact case, saline solution, toner, moisturizer, hair smoother, etc. It has only been within the past couple of years that I have come to grips with the fact that there are in fact STORES at my final destination, and if, heaven forbid, I forget something, I have the ability to purchase a replacement.
The anxiety over what clothing to pack is a big, big issue. There is just so much potential for error: overpacking, underpacking, inappropriate for weather conditions, outfit is not dressy enough for an event (usually a wedding), and don’t even get me started on shoes. I need to have choices (but not too many!) because what if I’m feeling fat that day & the dress I was planning on wearing just won’t work anymore? Luckily, this trip (a working-vacation) I am not attending a single planned event, thus requiring no special wardrobe considerations on my part. Thank goodness, and pass the suitcase! You have no idea how liberating that is for someone like myself.
I am heading to Seattle to visit my very best girlfriend Tanya for a few days, and then to Little Rock to see Miss Jerusalem, my other very best girlfriend. My only worry is that I am heading into 100 degree weather, and I live in Alaska, where today it’s supposed to hit 78 degrees and I groaned.
On a side note, last weekend when Honey asked if I had walked Porter while he was at work, and I said that ~ No, it was too hot, Honey said ~ Oh, right. I forgot that once it hits 70 degrees, all dog walking ceases. Did you know that in Florida, they only have to walk their dogs, like 4 times a year?? I think I replied with a ~ Oh, really, smart ass?
At any rate, I don’t own much by way of summer clothes, and my one pair of sandals is seriously about to fall apart. To top it off, I’ve been gaining weight (probably 8 lbs or so) ever since I went off birth control so I feel self-conscious in all my clothes. You can’t hide belly rolls under a tank top, you know. I fear I am going to absolutely melt into the Little Rock sidewalk while wearing one of my 3 summer tops, but at least I won’t have to worry about what to wear!!
My (self-diagnosed) ADD also brings along a certain amount of packing anxiety: am I bringing enough to keep me occupied, both on the plane and once I get to where I’m going? I always, always overpack my carry-on, and I don’t see that ever changing. Even though I tend to sleep on the plane (Honey gets the window, I get to sleep on his shoulder, it’s a system that works beautifully for us), I have to have a sufficient amount of things to look at. I’m really big on bringing things “just in case”, and despite the fact that I sleep on the plane & all this over-packing accomplishes is a sore shoulder, I will continue to overpack my carry-on. Just in case. I think a lot of it is needing to have a bit of home with me; my magazines, my decorating books, a favorite photo ~ the familiarity helps to keep me from freaking out that I can’t just go home at the end of the day.
This trip, as excited as I am to see my girls, will be hard because I won’t be traveling with Honey, and I really love to vacation with Honey. We travel well together. Something will usually happen, and instead of taking our stress out on one another, it’s us against the world. Things happen like our bag gets lost (the bag with MY stuff), or we oversleep and nearly miss our flight causing me to nearly lose it on the AK Airlines lady guarding the security line who tells me “no cutsies!” after I beg her to let us at the head of the line because we are at the end of the line and they are announcing “final boarding”, and then she let in a lady with a kid & stroller. It was then that I learned that having a baby was the key to getting ahead in line, and I vowed to get me one of those.
ANYWAY, Honey squeezed my hand as I cried, cursing the mean AK Airlines lady under my breath, positive that we were going to miss our flight, and since we used mileage, what on earth were we going to do?? As much as I wanted to, I did not yell at the AK Airlines lady because I knew she had the ability to keep us off our flight. That right there is growth, people. We did in fact make our plane ~ we were those people who take their seats moments before the plane rolls away from the gate. I was so relieved, I didn’t even care, and I slept like a baby all the way to Seattle.
I leave Monday, I think; it’s been a while since I looked at my reservation, and while I do have my freak-out moments, I’m doing okay with leaving-preparations. Leaving Monday gives me the whole weekend to pack, clean house, make sure the bills are all paid, tie up my loose ends, etc. My work is pretty well caught up, I’ve trained Mary to do payroll for me, and I’m trying to remind myself that anything that may go wrong is fixable when I get back. Also, I have this really cool thing called a cell phone that Mary can reach me on anytime she needs to! Phew!
And, tomorrow is my birthday ~ woo hoo!!
Just in time for back-to-school, I’ve finished up some notebooks suitable for sale, and they’re currently available on my etsy shop! Also newsworthy for me is that Angie of the Creating Place is carrying my notebooks on consignment. I told Honey I was going to make us millionaires, one notebook at a time, & he humored me like a good husband. Honestly, though, I am still wondering if people will buy them. I mean, I think they’re totally cute, but underneath it all, they’re still just composition notebooks & anyone can make their own if they were so inclined.
They’re all made with high-quality scrapbook paper, and I’ve done away with the glue gun, so no more glue globs! Needless to say, construction has improved about a thousand percent since my giveaway.
I’m currently “testing” a mini, and after being tossed about in my purse, it’s still in perfect shape. I think I love the minis best ~ they’re the perfect size to throw in my purse to keep track of all those thoughts that would be lost if not written down right that very second.
In other news, Adam is in the (very) early stages of attempting to buy into the company he works for. We met with Trevor at Wells Fargo yesterday to get some loan information, and Adam’s going to meet with his boss Chuck to get some concrete numbers as all discussion thus far have been hypothetical.
The SBA loan dictates that Honey acquire one shop in its entirety, not buy shares of the whole company, which is what he would prefer. Chuck owns 2 print shops & 1 sign shop, so Adam would likely take over the print shop in the valley. I’m trying to be optimistic about this new endeavor, but we’re not talking small change here. We’re talking $300,000. To people who just borrowed approximately $220,000 for their house a year ago. Holy anxiety. If we were actually approved for that kind of money, everything would be on the line, including our house because Wells Fargo would have a 2nd mortgage.
I love seeing Honey so excited about something, though. It’s like he’s a whole new person. A person who is secure with himself & his abilities to achieve something great in life. He hasn’t once said “I can’t do this”, and for Honey, that’s HUGE! He, like me, gets frustrated easier than most & if something doesn’t come easily to him, he tends to give up rather than keep trying. Luckily for him, he’s good at most things he tries.
Logically, I don’t see how we could possibly do this because we have zero cash for the down payment, but I have an odd feeling that this is going to happen.
Raise your hands if you can’t believe it’s already August. That’s what I thought.
God bless those who suffered when the bridge collapsed.