Since I am terrible about updating this thing, I am sure that the next time I blog, I will be a married woman. :-)
Preparations for the wedding are almost taken care of. My dress fits and is snugly in its long white bag on the back of the other bedroom door in my parents' house along with a pair of shoes. The garter, ring, and pearls (courtesy of Mom, Dad and Memaw) are in a "survival kit" in a huge pile of wedding-related paraphernalia in the office.
Somewhere in all that crap is a wedding...
I have been trying to avoid the stress of other non-related issues because thinking too long about it makes me depressed. Not having a job stinks. Seeing jobs I have applied for and contacted principals for and lobbied for close without even getting a call stinks. I worry that it's not going to work out this year. And that's okay if it's all God's plan, but if it's something I am failing or have failed to do, then it's not okay! I know it's early, but I just hate having to WAIT! Even if I don't teach this fall, I'll find something to do for a living until a job becomes available. I've applied at several banks and for teaching aid positions as well.
As my mind has slipped further into despair, the love of my life gave me some encouragement the other night. Paraphrasing, "You'll survive, even if it doesn't work out like you'd hoped. Plus you get to marry me in a week so quit your bitching!" (or something like that). I love that man. He really does call me out when I'm being irrational and I love him for it. I need this man in my life, and he's right, I do get to marry him in a week! :-)
So with a new perspective, I am going to not worry about not having a job for the next two weeks. I am going to just enjoy the company of the multitude of family and wonderful friends who are coming to celebrate with us. Here is a rough itinerary of the following week:
I cannot wait to be Amy Catherine Crowl. And it's only one week away.
Preparations for the wedding are almost taken care of. My dress fits and is snugly in its long white bag on the back of the other bedroom door in my parents' house along with a pair of shoes. The garter, ring, and pearls (courtesy of Mom, Dad and Memaw) are in a "survival kit" in a huge pile of wedding-related paraphernalia in the office.
Somewhere in all that crap is a wedding...I have been trying to avoid the stress of other non-related issues because thinking too long about it makes me depressed. Not having a job stinks. Seeing jobs I have applied for and contacted principals for and lobbied for close without even getting a call stinks. I worry that it's not going to work out this year. And that's okay if it's all God's plan, but if it's something I am failing or have failed to do, then it's not okay! I know it's early, but I just hate having to WAIT! Even if I don't teach this fall, I'll find something to do for a living until a job becomes available. I've applied at several banks and for teaching aid positions as well.
As my mind has slipped further into despair, the love of my life gave me some encouragement the other night. Paraphrasing, "You'll survive, even if it doesn't work out like you'd hoped. Plus you get to marry me in a week so quit your bitching!" (or something like that). I love that man. He really does call me out when I'm being irrational and I love him for it. I need this man in my life, and he's right, I do get to marry him in a week! :-)
So with a new perspective, I am going to not worry about not having a job for the next two weeks. I am going to just enjoy the company of the multitude of family and wonderful friends who are coming to celebrate with us. Here is a rough itinerary of the following week:
- This weekend: Go to storage unit, compile important stuff to be moved to Austin. Clean house. Buy gifts for Mark Bailey (usher) and parentals (all other gifts are ordered and on their way!). Write vows. Celebrate the Fourth with Daryl and the family.
- Monday: Andy, Claire & Savy arrive. Do girly things with Claire and Savy. Talk music and marriage counseling with Andy.
- Tuesday: Make FINAL flower arrangement after blue hydrangeas arrive in mail. Hang out with Granjack and Sissie, who are driving in from Magnolia, TX. Squeal with delight when Jamy Lynn Gillespie arrives. Go make fabulousness with Jamy.
- Wednesday: Make out with Rob as soon as he arrives. Sorry Mom and Dad. We're about to finally be married!!
- Thursday: MARRIAGE LICENSE! Audrey and Derek arrive in all their sun-kissed glory, having just traveled to Mexico. Rob's parents and sisters arrive. Bachelorette soiree: mani/pedis, McGuire's Irish Pub dinner, sign dollar bills for McGuire's ceiling; lingerie shower perhaps?
- Friday: Trip to Sam's (how in the world could I have never been exposed to the wonders of Sam's Club till now?!) for food. Decorate chapel/reception area. Laine, Jesse, Mark Bailey and Aaron arrive. Too much joy and exhileration at having so many of my dear dear friends so close! Kool-aid dance with Aaron at some point I'm sure. Rehearsal not to exceed 1 hour! (I have no patience for such tomfoolery!); Rehearsal dinner (YUMMO TIME). Possible late movie with young'uns if we're up for it; hair practice with Mark; a good night's rest (or at least lying in bed for several hours in the dark).
- Saturday: GAME TIME! Up by 6 for a good breakfast/quiet time/phone call to my future husband. Hair with Mark. Makeup. Relaxation with family and my smokin hot bridal party before we go to the church. At chapel by 11:30. Put on the white dress. Pictures with girls and parents. Waiting around for 2 PM and the music of Sigur Ros to begin...
I cannot wait to be Amy Catherine Crowl. And it's only one week away.
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