Taking it in Stride

Sharon's wedding was awesome. She was beautiful, the food was spectacular, and we got to meet (and re-meet) some Sharon's close friends. I gained quite a few more Facebook buddies Saturday evening. I also ate solid food for the second time this weekend (the first was the dinner that Graham cooked us on Friday night after a long day of travel). After dinner and dancing, my Christmas Sockets were not very happy, so we had to leave a little early. By early, I mean midnight even though the party was still going strong. I later learned that the bride and groom didn't get to bed until after 3am. And of course, a photo of me wearing the dress. Not the greatest picture I've ever taken, but you get the idea.

In other news, yesterday I signed the lease for our new apartment. After a few bumps in the road, I came to realize that the property management company is largely staffed by giant asswipés (pronounced ass-wee-pay). I hope our contact is minimal after we finally move in. I woke up this morning and decided that I'm not going to dwell on the events that took place yesterday, for fear of tainting the whole process of moving that was exciting until twenty-four hours ago. So, no recounts of yesterday's activities, which are minor really. Moving on.

And moving in (YIKES) four days. I will start to shuttle odds and ends throughout the week so that we're hopefully left with only large items, such as our bed, bookshelves, and random furniture. Jesse walked over to the apartment with me yesterday evening and was struck by the largeness. Our meager belongings are going to look very lost in all of the space. We're also going to have to invest in a few rugs to absorb some of the sound! I am also going to have to buy a jumbo bottle of laundry detergent to get me through all of the loads of clothes that I plan on washing in my very own full-sized, front loading washing machine.