Hmmm..

That's right. I couldn't be more creative with the title. There is so much going on, and I'm kinda upset that I haven't kept this blog updated as much as I would like. But I am a married woman now, and loving it. It just seemed to get better, plus the honeymoon was a blast!

But that is not the reason why I am writing. I don't write when good things happen, only bad, and of course this one happens to take place at the land of yellow. So I have a semi-ally who works upstairs, and she deals with lease people, so she's in a different department than me, BUT she is a girl, and she can relate to me. She is friends, good friends, with the captain (who for some reason doesn't like me and makes it quite obvious). My only ally in rental was for some reason fired a couple months ago, and now I'm to fend for myself. So anyway, a couple days ago, the captain asked me to do something; granted I know when he asks you to do something, you do it. BUT, I am already being pulled every which way, and having to do everything else for every other location, plus the one I'm working at, so I forget. But not completely forget, just forget to do it before I leave.

So the captain feels the need to tell my upstairs ally that "you need to tell your girl Laura that when I ask her to do something, she needs to do it." And I'm sitting there astounded. Every day I walk into that place, and every day that I have walked into that place since the day I started, I have given that place my all. I have worked 6 day work weeks; I have ran locations all by myself. I have worked late, worked different locations, taken on new projects, but still can't seem to make my way ahead of anybody.

I'm not going to complain about my job, because I am thankful that I have one, but it does get seriously frustrating when I am pulled in to speak about this.

But it is nice having a good home life. I have the best husband in the world; we have fun almost every night. Sometimes, it is nice to almost have it all.

To Be Famous

When I was little, I had this dream of being a famous writer. Obviously that never happened, and I've been reduced to writing online to a nobody in particular. I am jealous of all these people that started blogs and got discovered (especially the guy who waited tables, started a blog and actually wrote a book about it. Come on! I waited tables too!). But I guess I'm mostly to blame for it, because I settled and changed my mind and sold out to be a business major. A major I thought I could actually get a creative job in, but no.

I used to think my writing was actually pretty good, but it turns out that I had been mistaken from the very beginning. I still have this one story that I wrote when I was in high school in a little blue brad folder. And it sucks. I mean, I guess a 109 page story is pretty impressive for a high schooler, but the main attraction was making out over Chinese food and the girl being attracted to her step brother. I usually did tell stories from first person; I think it makes any book more interesting. And now most of my blog entries are about the wedding and the job, and losing person after person at work. I think being my friend at work is the kiss of death. I miss Mike a lot at work; he was my only ally.

I am excited about the wedding. It's four weeks exactly from today. I had the final planning session with them on Thursday and everything is now set in stone. I guess I'm more ready to just have it over and be Bennett's wife already. I'm ready for "redacted". Sounds so plain. But I love it!!

I haven't decided if I will keep the maiden name as the middle name or not. Probably not. "redacted".

And then I think, this person who gets all excited about weddings and Chick-fil-a and Glamour/Cosmo magazine probably should have never been a writer to begin with. Oh, I have plenty of stories to tell; there are plenty of things that have happened to me to let me have something to write about. Maybe after the wedding when I'm done flying on cloud nine, I will have some time to sit and be deeper.

And Another One Bites the Dust....so to speak.

So another one of my friends has been discarded from the lovely land of yellow. And I'm really sad. He was a super cool guy, and is still coming to the wedding and hopefully we can hang out with him and his fiancee. Makes me really sad actually.... I just had to voice again how much I will miss him on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.... and who knows who I am now left with.

So I had my shower at Erica's last week and it was really great . It was good to see Aunt Karen and Aunt Mart and Bri. Haven't seen all of them in forever. I'm getting pretty excited about the wedding....just have a few things left to do...and then it's over. Can't wait to actually be married.