Weekend Review {10/14}

FRIDAY

After lunch on Friday, I got the sleepy tireds and could NOT shake it.  So much so that I skipped a workout and went straight home after work.  Yolo.

The dogs don't understand that when I get home, I'd really prefer NOT to be harassed, jumped at, and generally annoyed as soon as I walk in the door.. so I kicked them out because they were being annoying and I was exhausted.  Teh German let them in as I was preparing to lay down the couch and this fuzzy turd bucket laid down in my spot because she's a needy asshole.

I mean, I kinda also thought it was hilarious, so I took a few pics after I laid down on her.. and she didn't seem to mind, which was weird, and then I made her move because I needed a damn nap.

I didn't get in a good nap, but enough sleeps were had to be functional again.  When I woke up, I asked Teh German if he wanted to go see an NC comedian named Jon Reep (check the end of the 1st section) and explained the backstory to him and Teh German agreed to go.

We grabbed dinner at a place across the street from the theater and then headed to the theater to buy tickets and grab seats.

No photos were allowed.. buttttt here we are because #blogging.

There were 3 comedians + the MC.  2 of the 3 comedians were hilarious, the other guy just talked about doing drugs and partying and he had the wrong suburban middle class crowd for that.  The MC was also hilarious and made me want to start going to comedy shows around Charleston.  One day... when school is no longer making me drown in life.

Teh German agreed that it was totally worth going and that the show was awesome and we should check out local comedians.

After the show, we came home, dealt with the beasts, and I went to bed while Teh German did whatever he does when I'm not around.  IDK, I knew I had to get up and get moving on Saturday, so staying up super late was not on my agenda.

SATURDAY

Tattoo Saturdays have been deemed "Stabbing Saturday"... and that's what this Saturday was.  I left a little after 9 to head to Charlotte.  I saw some old Crossfit friends while driving down 26, which was awesome because we got excited and waved at each other and went about our business.  I made it to Charlotte slightly early, thank you traffic from Charleston to Columbia that was going 90+mph.

I talked with Noel about the design and while he traced, I went and grabbed lunch at the same BBQ place from last time.  When I got back, we sized the stencil and estimated the placement then Noel got everything set up.  He placed the stencil and then we got down to business by 2.

We took a 20 minute break at one point for Noel to eat and for me to put my arm down and then we got back to it.

Noel finished up right around 7:30 and I took my photo, paid, and headed out.
That would be about 5 and a half hours of being stabbed, in case you were wondering.
#LikeABoss

By 11, I was home.. thank you traffic from Rock Hill to Columbia getting the fuck out of my way and then those awesome drivers who were willing to go 85+mph from Columbia back to Charleston.  Teh German was watching hockey when I got home and I was absolutely exhausted, so I went straight to bed.  Did not pass Go, did not collect $200.  STRAIGHT TO BED.

SUNDAY

Sunday there were zero photos.. but Sunday was also full of activities.  I made Teh German disgruntled by making him get up with the dogs, after Meri had ensured that I was a-fucking-wake by jumping on me/the bed, as she does.  I wasn't really able to go back to sleep, but I dozed on and off for a little bit and then did some scrolling before finally getting up and taking a shower.  Mostly, I showered to rinse off my arm of the tattoo goo that forms overnight when I leave the nonstick pads on (which I only do the day of getting the tattoo so that way the ink doesn't bleed all over the sheets, which was actually a fail this time...).

Teh German made bacon and toast and I made scrambled eggs for breakfast.  After we ate, I headed to the office to do homework things and Teh German did Teh German things (Teh German Time, fish tank stuff, scrolling).  He eventually left and ran some errands and I had SILENT time for homework.  It was rather glorious, to be honest.  Those headphones better be on sale by Black Friday.. because well.. a month is a long time to wait when you have this much homework between now and then.

At 2, we headed over to Teh PT House for a Sunday Funday gathering.  We even brought Pax and Meri, because I'm always in the hopes that something will eventually drain Meri's batteries.  Going to Teh PT House was NOT it.  I tried, Gentle Readers, I tried.  Siiiiiigh.

We had dinner and socialized and Teh German brought the dogs home after we ate.  A little while later, I went and fetched them to see if they would play with Remy, a 150 Great Dane, who was a Sunday Funday guest.  Meri was terrified of a dog so much bigger than her and her bitch ass hid behind Teh German or I, depending on who was closest.  Pax played and chased some, but nothing really energy draining.  When there was some drama that also happened to be around doggy dinner time, I took the beasts home to feed them dinner and continue working on homework things. 

I was exhausted, ugh again, and managed to get to a solid stopping point on my homework by 7:30.  I was packing up my computer and things to load in the car when Teh German came home.  I headed upstairs to get ready for bed and, surprisingly, Teh German also came upstairs to get ready for bed.  We were in bed by 9 and it was glorious!

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An extremely productive weekend!  Socializing, tattoo, homework, spontaneous date night!

Despite unfinished homework things, I managed to get my questions asked and assignments completed and printed out prior to the class they were due for, so I consider everything a win.  I know that last week's stress-almost-meltdown was due to it being midterm time and teachers needing grades so they can calculate our midterm grades, but Jesusfuck, I do not appreciate the unbearableness that was all those assignments being due to close together.  My body definitely did not appreciate it, as my BJB is angry, I started to get a herpaderp on my lip, but then it decided to relocate to inside my nostril.. so I mean, I'm an absolute mess.  This is on the tail of being sick.. so I'm over it all.

Thankfully, I'm finally over the homework hump and I might even consider myself ahead of the game.. again.

This week holds:
-a midterm exam in a class that has been 95% lecture and 5% programming assignments that the instructor has had to debug each time. FML
-that group project that I still need to go talk to the professor about because I'm really not sure what I'm doing and my partner doesn't either and I cannot rely on them.
-Going to see RENT with Teh PT Wife.  Yall, I really don't like musicals, but I'm a good friend.  We'll see what level of good friend I am after the fact.
-Dog toes are getting chopped off on Friday!  (Megan translation: I'm taking the dogs to the vet to get their nails trimmed.)
-Weekend Goals = writing that 8-10 page paper!!!  It's ok to be super jealous.

Countdowns (because I need some guiding lights while I'm wading through homework hell):

18 days until our anniversary and our trip to the unknown!
21 days until I get to register for my LAST semester of college!!!!
62 days until this semester ends!
89 days until the Charleston Half Marathon with Teh Running Bestie and Matilda andd mayyybee Teh PT Wife if I can talk her into it... or ya know, anyone else.
131 days until the Charlotte Hot Chocolate 15k with Teh Running Bestie and Matilda!
207 days until GRADUATION!!!

Five on Friday #202

EINS - Random Shit

There's a guy in my Chem class who just wants to chat with the guy beside him (who happens to be sitting in front of me).  This is not only very distracting, but I can't HEAR the professor when she speaks and his feelings are really going to be hurt when I tell him to STFU because he knows me from VX-1.

Then again, if he knows me from VX-1, maybe his feelings won't be hurt.  It's a toss up.

Also, maybe my comments throughout class are just as distracting for my classmates, so maybe I'll just keep my mouth shut.  We'll see how the semester goes.

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On Tuesday, I finally scheduled taking my Chem exam early and then I went to work and promptly purchased my tickets to fly to DC to hangout with Teh Running Bestie ALL WEEKEND.  JUST US.  No boyz.  Just us and whatever we wawnt to do.  I.CANNOT.WAIT.

We're gonna go to the St. Mary River Concert on Friday night and then we're going to do whatever the fuck we want on Saturday and then we're going to a Groomathon on Saturday evening (when the racing greyhounds come in from the track to start their retired lives and get all cleaned and microchipped and sent to foster homes) and then on Sunday we'll do whatever the fuck we want and then I will be sad and go back to DCA and fly back to Charleston in the early evening.

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After a 1.5 hour debacle/debate on Wednesdsay, I finally admitted defeat and allowed myself to "drop" my German minor.  Yes, it would have been super cool to have a BS in CS with 2 minors.. but would it be cool to torture myself for a year for a word on a piece of paper that is, as Brit put it, a demonstrable skill?  NO.

The only reason I even signed up to do the German minor was to be able to apply for the scholarship for the study abroad.  I didn't get that scholarship because I got one from the Study Abroad office, so I didn't need the scholarship money.

I also don't need that extra stress, as much as I enjoy taking German classes.

Look at me prioritizing my mental health.
I mean, I practically gave myself a breakdown making those priorities, but, ya know, slow and steady progress...

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Last week after writing the $$ part of this post, I still forgot to pay off my credit card.  I finally paid it off on Monday morning.  This isn't really significant, but I do not pay interest on the card because I pay it off before the bill comes dues because I don't like wasting money by giving it to companies that obviously don't need it.  I was cutting it close on the bill cutoff date when I forgot to pay it...

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I put all the dates of my tests and the due dates of my lab reports in myhomework app.  OCD organization at it's finest right there, Gentle Readers.  Like all of those things aren't on a weekly schedule or something... LOOOOL.  Here to be redundant for always.

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It was a difficult decision when I decided NOT to get my standard, pre-flight adult beverage.  I second-guessed myself when there was an infant and toddler at my gate.  There will be regrets, but not from my credit card bill.  That medication beverage always costs me no less than $20.

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On Wednesday evening, while I was at the gym, I received an email that my laptop was ready for pickup from Best Buy and I should make an appointment to pick it up.  BAHAHAHAHAH fuck that.  I headed straight to Best Buy to pick up my baby as soon as I departed the gym.

When I got there, I saw her sitting on the counter, waiting for me... still with my stickers on the cover, YAY!  A tech helped me and gave me my computer to check out to make sure the repairs were done.  They were not.

Thankfully, the keyboard was fixed, simple since they just had to replace the keyboard.  I also have a screen burn because the metal of the keyboard gets hot when I close the computer and the computer doesn't go to sleep.  Instead of replacing the screen, they "fixed the overheating problem"... uhhh wut?  I don't have an overheating problem.  Soooo, I still have a screen burn, which pisses me the fuck off because it takes about 3 weeks to have a computer repairs through Geek Squad when they have to ship it off.

I have a STRONG feeling that when they fix the screen, I will no longer have all my stickers on the cover when I get it back.  There probably is a way just to replace the screen and not the cover, but I imagine they won't be willing to go through all that work.

Herro, My Precious.
I missed you.

Oh yeah, I made an appointment to drop off my laptop on Monday afternoon so they can send it back to get FULLY repaired.  FUCK GEEK SQUAD.  I figured that since the T button was fixed and my laptop weighs at least 4 pounds less than my work laptop, I would use it over the weekend and have joy.

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Roux's Humom is the featured artist of the month at our gym and she mentioned this to me earlier this week when I saw her. She told me that my boy was at the gym, which at first caused some confusion. But on Wednesday, when I saw my Philbo on the wall, I almost cried.

Gentle Readers, I've been struggling this week.  Part of it is school starting.  Most of it is self-inflicted stress regarding my expectations for myself for school things.  Part of it is work things (that absence of things to do is extremely stressful).

I don't know why, but Baggins reminded me that I am doing everything I should be doing.  I'm doing my absolute best, not due to my unrealistically high expectations of myself.  Making priorities for my mental sanity over completing 2 minors.  Repeatedly telling myself that my GPA does.not.matter, despite what I tell myself.  Being at the gym at 6pm the night before a test that I needed to study for.  Prioritizing MYSELF.  Important shit.

Also, Proud by Marshmello came on at the end of my workout and it spoke to the depths of my heart and soul.  It's a new song and sometimes, the things that the important people tell you need to be told to you via music and it will speak to you in a way that you actually hear.

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I chronicle my time in public on Snapchat and I'm flying this weekend.  High quality entertainment opportunities abound, Gentle Readers.

ZWEI - Money Shit

-Victoria's Secret bill.  I had a $15 coupon and used it last weekend at the mall.  #NotSorry
-Bojangles for breakfast x2.  There was a planning snafu on the 2nd day.  Oops.
-Chinese for surprise dinner, thanks to the audiobook I'm listening that was talking about Chinese food while I was driving home from work.
-Gas
-Woot shirt.  It was a shirt with Heart and Brain by The Awkward Yeti... I could NOT refuse that opportunity because I've wanted something Heart and Brain for a LONG time.
-Power bill
-Overpriced airport snack.



-Tickets for my flight to/from DC and a rental car so I don't have to be fetched from the airport.  Although I used my reward points on my credit card to pay for tickets and rental car, so technically, it was F.R.E.E.!!!!

DREI - From My Phone Shit

Twinning with husband brings me joy.

Pinks and purples for a weekend with Teh Bestie seems fitting.

IDK why.
But it happened.

Why don't ants get sick?
They have little anty bodies.

VIER - From the Internet Shit

Your lowest moments will not hinder you from reaching the heights you have been called to.
-MHN

(This daily email arrived with the subject: you are enough.
I knew from that alone it was for me.  I wasn't wrong.)
Do not think less of yourself if you can't be fearless...
Doing it afraid is just as brave.
-Morgan Harper Nichols

You already have what it takes to breathe deep and be brave.
-MHN

Giving your all doesn't mean you have to DO IT ALL,
and you are allowed to pace yourself.
MHN

FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week

1. Getting to be with Teh Running Bestie ALL WEEKEND, JUST US.
2. Making peace with doing less for school things.
3. Seeing Baggins at the gym.
4. Free Wifi.  I take this for granted most of the time.  I really shouldn't.
5. Feeling confident about most of the things on the Chemistry test that I took early.
6. A 3-day weekend of NO SCHOOL THINGS.  Like for real.  I don't know how to handle myself with this.
7. Packing everything for the weekend into my backpack.  No suitcases trailing behind me!  #Win
8. Getting my laptop for the weekend.
9. A really good audiobook.
10. Teh German driving my car to the gym this afternoon.  It brings me joy to think about the 9Rounds gym owner seeing my car pull in the parking lot.. Even if he doesn't actually react in anyway.. Thinking of him getting tense over it brings me joy.  #PettyBitch = me.

Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.

Confessions {3/9}

-I didn't draft this post over the last week, so I'm winging it.  #likeaboss #bloggerproblems

-TEH GERMAN SAID WE COULD GO TO DISNEYLAND FOR THE DUMBO DARE WITH TEH MD-AR!!!!!! #allthedisney #allthemedals #MegontheRun #trainingplan #whatsatrainingplan

-Apparently our Princess run photos are "expiring" (whatever that actually means) on March 10th and we haven't purchased our photos yet because I can't find all of them (specifically, the color toss ones) and they haven't responded to my email or FB message... Asshats.  So now I have to call them and I don't want to.  #youhadonejob

-I also need to call insurance companies to get price quotes on homeowner's insurance.  I hate calling people.  #peoplesuck

-ALSO, I'm still having to call companies to get estimates for a privacy fence and screened-in patio.  Have I mentioned that I hate having to call companies?  #Ihateandloveitwhentheydontanswer

-I ordered my Megara shirt from Human Tees or whatever.  The first tank top was too small, the 2nd tank top was too big, the t-shirt they gave me as a replacement was too small.  Now I just want a shirt that fits and for this fiasco to be over with.  Too bad there is no phone number to call them too...  #whyisthissohard

-Stress from all these calls I need to make, Disneyland, House progress, and life gave me a mouth sore and it fucking sucks because Teh German and I kiss a lot... and I can't kiss him with a herpaderp on my damn lip.  Granted, some of this is good stress, but still.  #herpaderpshouldbetheofficialname #Imisskisses

-We had our meeting with the builder on Sunday to ensure that everything was good before the drywall goes up and I asked for a power outlet in the toilet closet.  This was definitely a weird request for him, but then I explained that when I go business it's reading/puzzle time but I can't do that if my Kindle is dead.. unless I can charge it, which means I need an outlet... in the toilet closet.  When the inspector asked the builder why there was an outlet in the toilet closet he just said, "So they can do puzzles."  #hedeservesabeer

-I have posted every day for the last week!  I have the Disney summary/price post scheduled for tomorrow and Five on Friday for Friday.  That will be NINE straight days of posts.  Please don't expect this in the future.  #givethemcontentandtheywillcome

-Maybe I'll have to do a post with the official Princess photo when that mess gets sorted out?  #mustshareallthePrincessthings

-I broke my 70 day streak on DuoLingo on Sunday because House and beer and I almost cried at my desk on Monday morning.  I've actually missed 3-4 days since I started my German lessons on 08OCT2015.  Who needs streaks when I know I'm a badass?  Me.  I need streaks.  #Ineedeveryonetoknow

-Spring is here and with spring comes headaches.  I'm already over them.  #barometerhead

-I'm feeling guilt over the fact that I've been to crossfit ONCE since my Princess runs.  Well, actually twice, if you count that one time I bashed my face on the floor sprinting across the gym and spent the entire workout laying on the couch icing away a potential black eye...  #laziusmaximus

-I have ran a few times WITH Phil and Meri since Disney.  #tireddogsaregooddogs

-I've been jonesing to go to the Chiro, but I'm trying to save dollas and $33 a week is way more than it used to be.  #helpmeImpoor #lovethepops

-I wrote a barely passive aggressive email to the landlord this week and #notsorry.  I'm wondering if he took it the way I wanted it to come across?  Either way, he says someone will be out on Thurs at 9am.  #weshallsee #thisiswhyIboughtahouse

"So I appreciate that Owner was being proactive about the pest control, but is there any way we could be active in SOME WAY about this mold thing? 

We've talked a lot about getting things done, but not so much has actually BEEN done.  Frustration is no longer an apt description about my feelings regarding this property or experience."

-I shared the story about hitting ZERO balloons and almost hitting the lady at one of those pop the balloons with a dart and get a prize stands at the NC State Fair with Teh German and then this conversation happened after I discovered these darts at work:

#hegetsme #bestboyfranever

-Philalicious is getting a dental on Friday and I'm super excited.  So is my nephdawg, Judge.  I'm excited to see stoned Phil again and semi-dreading how many teeth my Philbo might loose this round.  I've not been brushing their teeth as often as I should have.  #baddogmom

-While I was typing this MarathonFoto responded to my FB message.. YAY one less company to call!  #smallsteps




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Confessions {11/25}

-My body and I are in a constant struggle with each other.  I'm not sure why my body hates me, but it does.  I'm quite experienced in getting mouth/cold sores/upstairs herpaderp/whatever you want to call it.  What I'm NOT experienced in is getting the sores on my NOSE.  And by ON my nose, I mean at the end of my nostril/on the side of my nose/on the inside of my nostril.  But only on one side.  I took a photo to show Teh MD-AR and Teh Soccer Mom, but I'll spare you the grossness.  Let's just say, Teh German and I have had to switch up our kissing style because our normal arrangement has his facial hairs scratching my nose and it makes me want to cry a lot.  It hurts to touch it, so short pokey hairs are intolerable.  At least my body decided to wait until AFTER the stressful event to react... WHAT??  #thisiswhatstresslookslike

-If I were to ever want to meet an actor based on what they do in their real life, I'd want to meet Gary Sinise (aka LT Dan from Forrest Gump).  He is such a huge military supporter and does amazing work with wounded warriors.  #supportthetroops

-I know I told you about the awkward exchange with my manager on Friday, but don't take that the wrong way.  The guy is just misunderstood but he's got good intentions.. but sometimes, they just don't get accurately expressed... and sometimes he comes across as a creepy uncle.  But this is the same guy who said, WHEN you start working here, during my interview instead of IF you start working here.  Also, I know what it's like to be constantly misunderstood.  #kindredspirits #Imkindofacreepertoo

-I told Teh German that he should start putting German words in our conversations.  Instead of beer, we say Bier, or habe instead of have (that was actually an autocorrect, but it worked out).  #multilanguageconversations #Germglish

-TL;DR: I had series of 3-4 nightmares on Sunday night and Monday sucked ass.  There was no amount of trying to redirect my brain that worked to stop the nightmares.  I even tried snuggling close to Teh German.  Nothing worked and they continued all.night.longgggg(uh).

In one, I was trying to find a sex trafficking ring in the woods after finding a woman with her face completed messed up walking along the side of the road looking for help and then they started hunting me since it was in the middle of the night and I had no light and was all alone.

In another, I was in Bahrain looking for a terrorist cell who actually look me captive.  They went through my wallet and couldn't find anything and then they brought me in the same room and demanded I give them my CAC (military ID) so they could make fakes.  I explained to them that all I had was my contractor CAC, but they didn't care.  They also signed "John Wilkes Booth" on the backs of the copies they made like a check.  It was weird.  Then they released me and I decided I need to tell the princess that we needed to leave the country since it wasn't safe.  At which point, her security team instructed us not to leave the location we were at since it wasn't safe.  We were able to leave later in the day, and the next day I came back to talk to her and the same thing happened.  Except this time we were in a room with some children and the terrorist cell had found me again.  That was when I noticed that the fake IDs were signed John Wilkes Booth.  It was like they thought that meant John Doe.  It was confusing, especially since I woke up in the middle of the dreams and the 2nd part was like a prequel to the first dream.

The final dream, it was like I was one of my (male) cousins instead of myself.  I was leaving to go on business and my brother and his wife showed up to visit my wife/girlfriend/significant other.  At which point, my significant other slept with my brother.  When I came home, she felt guilty and admitted it to me.  Finally an alarm went off which meant it was time to wake up and for these horrible dreams to end.

I had another nightmare on Monday night and now I can't remember what it was.  #amI8again

-We ate out the entire weekend and I have all the guilt.  #betterfoodchoicesshouldbemade #butwedidntgotothegrocerystore

-I was glad my meal was comped on Sunday when we went to brunch, even though I didn't expect her to take it off the check since I ate it.  #SoHungryIdRiskFoodPoisoning

-I wish there was a way to stop receiving promotional emails after you purchased someone's product.  For instance, I signed up for the 2016 Bridge Run the day registration opened (of course).  At least once a month, I get an email reminding me to sign up for the Bridge Run before prices go up.  #Igaveyoumydollarsalready #leavemealone

-Sometimes, I wish I had more website creation/integration knowledge.  For instance, I am the blog coordinator for Phil's greyhound group in MD.  I am also an admin on the FB page.  I noticed that the website doesn't have Twitter or Facebook buttons on it!  #thehorror #theshame

-I totally "abused" my admin privileges and posted a long "USE SOCIAL MEDIA!" post with a photo of Phil.  #notsorry  #movember

Do you follow us on Instagram? 
You should.

-Someone told my coworker that he shouldn't adopt a greyhound because he has small children because greyhounds have "thin skin that tears easily."  SERIOUSLY?  I want to punch that person in the face.  There's never been a moment that I've been worried about my Hulk strength ripping Phil's skin.  Would I worry about a toddler ripping Phil's skin open?  No, never.  #fearmongers

-I totally went to Crossfit on Monday and Tuesday (where I did a running workout and the WOD) because I know I'm going to be a complete glutton this week/end. #thanksgiving #EATALLTHENOMS

-Today was another one of those days where I woke up at 4am and couldn't go back to sleep.  I laid in bed for an hour snuggling Teh German (so he'd stop spazzing in his sleep mostly) and kept thinking that I could be finishing this post.  #Igaveintothebloggingpressure #yourewelcome

-I share more clothes with Teh German than I have shared with anyone else.  Teh Sister doesn't count so much because we never really borrowed each other's clothes as much as passed clothes back and forth after we'd get tired of wearing them.  Mostly sweatshirts, but we've added warm/sleeping/cozy socks to that list recently.  #Idontknowifthatscuteornot

-I miss some of the clothes I wore in high school.  I wish I hadn't gotten rid of them.  Looking at you v-neck magenta shirt with the fray on the sleeves that I totally could pull off way better now.  #betterwithage

-There are a few neighborhood children who play on my street and they have those mini motorcycle bike things.  I want to 1- hit them with my car when they are careening down the street paying no mind whatsoever to their surroundings, 2- see them crash, 3- ask their parents why they believe that 5pm on a weekday is a good time to let their children play in the street.  #getoffmygrass

-Sleeping with the heating pad makes my Crossfit soreness and woes slightly better.  #Ijustneedtobeabletomovetomorrow

-I'm the worst at holiday themed blogging.  It's not like I didn't know that Thanksgiving was going to be this week and I could have made these confessions about how much I love stuffing and hate cranberry sauce (even though I put a little on my plate each year in hopes that something will have changed), but instead, Wednesday is my day to rant and that cannot be overridden by holiday joy/themes.  #ButtStuffingIsTheBestStuffing

-Today is the interior design appointment for New House.  Cabinets and flooring and granite, oh my.  #thisisprobablywhyIcantsleep

-I fell going up the stairs yesterday and 2 people saw me.  #CrossfitIsWhyIHaveNoPride #toomanylunges #ouchmyass

-Almost all of the times I'm fallen on the stairs, I've fallen UP.  I've fallen DOWN the stairs twice that I can recall and both of those were in MD.  The first time I ever fell up the stairs, I was giving Teh Sister a piggyback ride and tripped on concrete outside stairs and scratched up the side of my face very badly.  #thereishomevideoevidenceofthis  #thisiswhyImnotcalledGrace

-Meri's belly rumbles VERY loudly starting around 4am every morning.  It has actually woken me up before.  #goatdogproblems

-Sometimes my Wednesday Confessions Hashtags bleed into other posts.  #oops

Linking up with:
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Humpday Confessions with Nadine and Kathy

Real Talk/Weekend Review {11/16}

I'm going to do some real talk here, Gentle Reader..  I'm overwhelmed.

The house process is consuming my entire being.  I wish that was an exaggeration, but it's not.  My house is a pig pen.  The kitchen counter has so many papers on it from various house builders and financial institutions and mail and random crap and it's pretty much the perfect visual of the state of my mind right now. 

I have so much guilt over not posting on Friday.  The worst part is the draft was halfway complete by Thursday and I just didn't have/take the time to finish it.  That said, Teh MD-AR came into town and my priority was her>blog.  Sorry, not sorry.  We took Friday to do some tourist-ing and it was spectacular. 

Walking through the Market downtown

Angel Oak

I taught her those photobomb skillz.

Crazy eye selfie!

Magnolia Plantation.
She was trying to keep the sun out of my eyes so I wouldn't make that face.
Didn't help.  :)

I couldn't stop squinting.
At least one of us looks good in this photo.

This is actually the same place where Teh German and I took our selfies at the wedding in Sept.

Spanish Moss.  Sooo much Spanish Moss.

We picked up our packets for the run and had to get photos with the "sweet tea."

From my draft:
10 Some things that made me happy this week:

1. Conversations about the future with Teh German
2. Jeans on Friday (technically I can wear jeans whenever I want to work, but I try to keep it to Fridays)
3. Flex hours so I could get Friday off instead of Wednesday, which means spending the day with Teh MD-AR!
4. "Thank you for your service" notes/comments from my homies.

Additionally, we ran a half marathon on Saturday morning and it was as cold as a witch's titty in Charleston, which made for a good run, but I was really whiny about it (no surprise).  By cold as a witch's titty, I mean it was 37 degrees when we started running.  The weekend before, I wore my "whore" shirt and short running shorts for my 6 miles and was worried about chafing.  I am no longer acclimated to the cold, Gentle Reader.  Also, all my pieces hurt after and I gave Teh German a stern look when he laughed at me because I was limping around and at one point could barely walk because my right hip wanted to give out AND so did my left knee so I was left with sitting as my only option for a while.  We had spent a solid 30 minutes rolling with the foam roller and soft ball and tennis ball after we got home, but my body was just not having it.  #halfmarathonwoes #alltheKTtape #Idoitforthemedals #itisaSWEETMedal  Let's just say my mobility issues definitely made for an interesting trip the USS Yorktown.

Sweet Tea medal.. SWEET medal?  Get it????

The Holy City (because all of the church steeples)

The Bridge - the one I'm always talking about running over aka my favorite bridge.

Smores dessert from Tavern and Table.

Raspberry cheesecake dessert.

Headed home.

I'm not even going to bother pretending there was a Sweaty Sunday post scheduled for yesterday because the only thing I did last week was run the half on Saturday.  I did ZERO crossfit last week and I didn't even get to go to my running club... why?

Oh, I'm so glad you asked, Gentle Reader.
Because HOUSE.

Consuming.my.entire.life.

I know, I know.. it's a big decision, I should focus on it.  We need to make the best/right decisions.  Yeah well, I just want to get it over with already.  I'm over it.  Told ya, real talk.

I'm tired of being stressed about it, which really didn't set in until Sunday when we were supposed to sign a house contract, TWICE, and it didn't get signed either time because of bombs that were dropped on me.  It was strange to see Teh German and I switch places in term of stress.  He stressed all week about signing papers and I was fine.  Then on Sunday morning, our places were reversed.  Public recognition of Teh German for being the one to speak up and say we weren't signing and we were leaving both times I got upset on Sunday.  He reads me very well and knows when I'm about to lose my shit.  I almost came over her desk and throttled the builder's rep.  Also, if my Realtor doesn't stop talking over me, I'm going to lose my fucking mind.

Also, it's really not a good idea to say to me, "You're getting exactly what you wanted!" after you've already told me I can't have one of the biggest things I had planned on, mmkay?  Also, resale value?  I care about resale value about 5% of the overall caring about this situation that I can do.  I DO care about my privacy fence and toilet-closet and my jacuzzi tube and my screened in porch and the island in the kitchen.  I care less about what color the cabinets are and if there is a water hose hookup in the backyard. 

The Realtor did actually say, "I really like you, Megan.  You say exactly what you mean and you don't mess around.  You just get straight to the point."  Yes, because I don't have time to kiss your asses.  I'm paying you (a lot of) money to help me acquire a house.  That should be enough.  Also, don't try to sell me on the extended breakfast area that we do not want by talking about the resale value.  As if I'm going to want to sell this house ever after finally getting through this the first time?  Hellllll no.

Despite all these things we did get to see Ms. Fort Defiance at Middleton Place and we got to ride Mike and Suzy (yay for fleece lined tights!) on Sunday. 

Teh German does selfies "better" because he can get more background.
AKA, his arms are ridiculously long.

If our heads aren't side by side, my selfie game isn't as on point.

Not pictured: Teh German's ability to smile exactly the same in a series of photos while I make ridiculous faces because I can't figure out if I want to be silly or serious.  #Meganproblems

His exactly statement was, "You just made like 5 different faces before you took that one photo." 
Me: "Yeah, I know, I couldn't decide which face I wanted to use."

 

ALL THE SPANISH MOSS!

Ms. Fort Defiance photobombing me whipping cream in a very hand-job-esque/pumping movement.

Ms. Fort Defiance made an apple pie over a fire and it was ahhhmazing (and I was worried about getting a little drunk) and I made some super awesome whipped cream.  Look at those peaks!

So all these things to say, the schedule for Teh Blog will probably be intermittent while this house debacle is going on.  I hate to be that blogger, but sometimes real life kills my internet life. 

Also, I feel super sneaky that I was able to sneak in all those photos while barely telling you about my weekend and warning you that I'm going to be a horrible blogger in the coming weeks/months.  Please God, only let it be weeks, because an extended period of this mess might mean I need to start seeing a therapist.  Granted, you didn't get all the stories I normally tell you about the weekend, but we glossed over it just enough that you can see how awesome of a weekend it really was.

But really, I almost choked someone in public.  Thanks to Teh German for saving her life and me from going to prison.