9 days until the season premiere of Desperate Housewives.

28 days until my last day at work.

29 days until my 23rd birthday.

30 days until my graduation.

32 days until I leave for Halifax.

35 days until I get to Montreal and see Mike. (And Mike’s birthday!)

37 days until my interview.

45 days until I board a plane for Texas.

46 days before I start my new life!!

I’ve been noticing something very weird lately. I’m losing weight but I’m not doing anything to make it happen. I haven’t exercised more than 5 times since May and I stopped counting calories ages ago. So my pants aren’t fitting as well as they did, well – my jeans aren’t anyways. It’s difficult to find jeans that fit nowadays. Anyways, so I’m wondering why I’m still losing weight even though I haven’t really changed anything. I shouldn’t complain but it’s getting expensive when I have to buy new pants every couple of months. Anyone want some size 3 jeans that fit like size 5?

I’m heading into town, so more later!

So I decided that with the change in seasons it was time to step away from the bright and colourful summery theme into something a little more fall and winter-y. I was also tired of staring at the same layout. I guess I get bored with the way things look sometimes and need to switch it up. So enjoy the new look, it may be sticking around until next spring!

I updated my Amazon wishlist (follow arrow for linky –> ) since my 23rd birthday is looming around the corner. I prioritized everything, deleted some things, and added a couple. Everything is getting shipped to Texas, so no worries about over-flowing my suitcase. (Not like any of those things are huge.) Hard to believe it’s already been a year since my last birthday. I had a completely different idea of what my birthday this year was going to be like, namely I was supposed to not be in this country anymore. Here’s hoping next year I will be in Texas as planned.

So for those interested, here is the current countdown. 5 days until my marks are supposed to be in at Acadia, 32 days until my last day at work, 33 days until my 23rd birthday, 34 days until my graduation, 37 days until I leave for Halifax, 40 days until I get to Montreal and see Mike, 42 days until my interview, and 47 days until I board a plane for Texas. Once October 1st hits, I’m sure the month will just fly by while I prepare for the big move. Right now there isn’t much I can do (besides refrain from buying more things) so I’m just sitting tight until then.

Went to a wedding yesterday, my cousin got married after being with his girlfriend for like 9 years. It was a nice little ceremony, lasted an entire hour. It was Catholic and they tend to be a bit longer. Anyways, so we headed to the reception right after but it wasn’t actually starting for 2 hours and we didn’t want to sit around waiting that long, so we left. I imagine many people didn’t stay for two hours. Seems weird that they would put it off so long. Even an hour is a stretch.  Because everyone has to be served, and then there’s speeches and what not, then a dance, so it was quite the long wait.  We just decided to grab a pizza and some movies and come home. And I got to spend more time with my cutie pie on the intarnet. It actually made me feel a bit better about our wedding, and how insanely messed up it was. I think I realized that no one’s wedding is perfect and you just can’t worry about stupid things like that. My wedding turned out pretty darn good. And I have a great hubby, so what more can you ask for?

I think my little hodgepodge of a blog is nearing it’s end for today. Leave comments!

Yesterday I saw a suit at work that I completely fell in love with. It was mostly black, with PINK pinstripes. Dark pink. It was so hot. Anyways, I decided I was going to try it on today and most likely buy it. I figured it would probably be somewhere in the vicinity of 50$ because if you buy the blazer you get the pants free and I assumed that the blazer wouldn’t be that much. It turns out it was 65$. That wasn’t really what turned me off, but it was a deterrent. Anyways, so I tried it on, and the blazer fit like a charm but the pants were a bit… tight. But in a weird way. Supertight around the waist and then baggy around the hip area. I didn’t really get it. Anyways, it still looked really nice, but I was feeling less giddy about it. I set it behind the desk and was planning to get that and a necklace after my shift was over.

About an hour after I tried it on, I started to get a twinge of conscience over it. I realized that I really needed to gas up the truck, which was equivalent in price to the suit (or cheaper). I also remembered that I really wanted a laptop, and had planned to start saving for one. I also said I was going to stop buying clothes from work because I just don’t have the money or the room in my suitcase for it. So, grudgingly, I put it back.

For some weird reason, putting back the suit made me feel tired and sad after that. I don’t even know what it is really, I know that buying the suit wouldn’t instantly make me feel better because I’d have buyer’s remorse about it and feel awful that I spent money I don’t have. I just don’t understand why doing the “right thing” made me feel kinda depressed. I realize that there will be other perfect suits and I might not even need one while I can still fit into a size 0 blazer, I just felt a little deflated when I ended up putting the suit back. Hopefully I’ll be able to make nice headway towards the purchase of my laptop – I’ll probably feel a little bit better about putting the suit back then.

So I finally finished up my course. Yay for that! I submitted my essays and sent out a request for my transcript. Now I just have to sit tight and make sure that Acadia gets them by the 15th. Of course, I need to pass the course, but I’m not really worried about that. I think I did a decent job on the second two, better than the first essay I think – which I got an A on. I’m undecided on whether I should bother going to my graduation or not. I mean, it’s a three hour drive there and back just to be bored for a couple of hours. Usually it’s all fun and symbolic because you hang out with your friends and celebrate the passing of another one of life’s cycles. But it looks like no one but my mom would be there and well, it just doesn’t seem worth it for something I can celebrate internally. I’m already celebrating. I’d almost rather spend the weekend in Halifax with friends, since it is my birthday weekend and all. Of course, that would also not make any sense since about three days later I’m heading into Halifax again – and I can’t go early because Alley needs to go to the vet on the 18th and no earlier. So it looks like another boring night at home for my birthday. Bah. No change from the last two years I guess.

Arrangements have been made for the big trip. We’re staying at the Hilton, which I think is pretty awesome. I’m flying out a couple of days before my interview and me and Mike are going to have a nice little vacation before we head back to Texas and actually start our married life. I’m pretty excited about making our little apartment into a home. I’ll have to do a big grocery shopping and clean up the place, then do a little decorating. We’ll also need some furniture so a trip to IKEA will be necessary. Pretty much all we need to do now is wait. And wait. Blah. I hate waiting. I really need to do a packing run through so I will know how much stuff I have and what is going to need to be sent by mail ahead of time. I really hope I can fit it all in my suitcase.