So basically, In the past 8 months since I’ve written, I’ve gotten a new job (that I love!) at the same school, have been planning my wedding, and have gained and lost odd amounts of weight that equal to me being probably 15 lbs heavier than the last time I posted. Yikes.
Our wedding is only 40 days away! I’m right on track with all the planning, and basically the only things left to do right now are the little details: putting together the favors (which involve salt water Taffy, so I really can’t do this until the week of the wedding, finalizing the seating chart (again, have to wait for all the RSVPs to come back), picking up my dress (which I did have to have taken in, so that’s a plus), and finalizing my hair and make-up. I have a trial on May 12th and I honestly don’t know how I’m going to wear it. I know I’m not wearing a veil and that I want it down-ish with a silk flower in it, but that’s as far as I’ve really gotten. I tried to mock up how I’d want my hair to look, something like this:We’ll see. Also, my chesticle area looks HUGE in this picture (because they are). My boobs are so big that I really look like I have a freakish shrunken head sometimes. Le sigh.
Of course, now that the wedding is a little over a month away, and being Mrs. Z is in sight, I have a new personal obsession: Babies. Oh dear Lord, I want a baby, like, yesterday. LaLa’s son Peanut is by far the most adorable little man I’ve ever met, and if I could have one of him tomorrow, I’d be blissfully happy. What I run into, of course, is that we’re not even married yet, so Paul and I clearly are not ready AS A COUPLE to have a baby. But I am, oh I am.
I mean, realistically, I’ll be 30 in February. I’d like to have our first baby while I’m still 30 or 31, so that I can have baby #2 around 33/34. I really have hesitations about babies after 34. I’m not so sure Paul get’s that, that there is really a time frame for me to safely have babies, but he’ll have to figure it out. I’m thinking if we start trying around March of next year, we’ll have a good year and a half of being married before the baby comes (hopefully). But who knows, I may throw that out the window and this time next year may not have even started trying yet. Whatever will be will be.
In work news, I was offered a new job back in September and made the switch over to our Enrollment Management division in October. I got a nice $4000 increase in salary plus normal working hours and a boss who respects me and I couldn’t be happier. I’m really allowed to be creative and independent and make decisions about the work that I’m doing. Plus, I work with some amazing people and the past 6 months have been great. I do a lot of large-scale event planning and I work with our Social Media, both of which I find interesting and challenging. I still see the old boss every now and then, and have to work with her on certain projects, but I definitely love that I don’t have to see her every day. My stress level is significantly lower now.
Finally, I’m still pleasantly plump. I went on a Weight Watchers kick in January/February and lost 10 pounds (granted I gained 30 since I got engaged) and have been waffling ever since. My addiction is definitely food, and it’s very hard to change my habits. But I’m trying. As I type I’m lightly snacking on hummus. And drinking a lot of water. Plus, I need to get my booty on the floor and do pilates. My core needs to be toned.
I’m not going to make any promises of posting, I’m simply going to say, “see you when I see you” and try to make an effort.
40 days! Woo!