quitted

I resigned from my job yesterday, it felt fabulous. Today I announced to all the staff I was leaving. It feels great to be out of the closet, since we have known we were definitely moving since February.

I have been exhausted since before our trip, and I haven't been sleeping well, so by 4 PM everyday I feel completely wiped out. I haven't been in the mood to write BUT I have more fun pictures for you. Ashley gave me a GREAT idea and said I should make a paper chain to count down my last days of work. I made one with 44 links, the amount of work days I have left (not counting weekends or days I took off). Teddy took a picture of me ripping off my first link, it was awesome.

what I did on my vacation

We checked out the campus where Teddy will be going to school.

We creeped out the people currently living in our rental house. It needs some love and some lawn maintanence.

We pretended like we were filming the opening credits of Little House on the Prairie.

We went to a lake on a motherfucking boat.

We took some time to smell the flowers.

And we played some rock band.

as promised...

OK, you don't even get the full effect with this picture of the camouflage effect and how the color is Little Mermaid Red.

We just got back from Alabama a few hours ago and we are exhausted, but I missed you guys! I'll show you our family photos tomorrow, I know you can't wait! What's been up with you?

one more week.

A reminder from April 8, of last month....

And today. It could still be better, but the size 8's that I bought to wear to Teddy's show, fit. I can breath, they button, and goddammit I am wearing them.

In other related news, my month of me had a major set back today. I decided to dye my hair a more fun and vibrant color and it ended up looking more like Ronald McDonald. Let me see if I can find the color...


So you see how happy and pretty that girl looks? I look the opposite, I am embarrassed and sad. My hair looks like a blind crack whore did it. Not only are some parts WAY redder but it seems like other parts didn't really change at all. It is like my hair is now camouflage. It is hideous. I will post some photographic evidence tomorrow because I didn't embarrass myself enough by putting up a picture of me squeezed into too small pants.

I can see the light

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel! I was telling Teddy that for whatever reason I psychologically feel like today marks the beginning of the end of my most horrible job. I have worked here for five (5!) years this month. I started fresh out of graduate school and immediately disliked the job because I believed I had been lied to about what the job actually was, and yet I stayed here for five (5!) years, so who is the idiot now?

Next week I am only working on Monday and then at the butt crack of dawn on Tuesday we are leaving for Alabama (where we are moving OMG!). My mom is going to my sister's house today so she will already be there waiting for us. We are coming back to NJ on the 25th and then I'll be coming back to work on the 27th and the first thing on my agenda for the day is TURN IN RESIGNATION. I am very excited (again, I have wanted to quit this job since the DAY I started, but yet here I am five years later)but I have been having stress dreams for a week now. I think I'm afraid I will try and turn in my resignation and they will refuse and some way or another I will HAVE to work here for the rest of my life.

Resigning is also very stressful for me because it means that SOON I won't have any job. I haven't started to freak the fuck out YET...but it is coming. I just don't know how we will survive if I can't find a job, and Teddy won't find out if he gets his buyout package until the end of June. Because of how several things have worked out we have a feeling like we were "meant" (argh, barf, blech...that sounds so much like my mom, but really it is true) to move to Alabama at this time. I keep trying to tell myself that something will come through and everything will be OK, but I still can't help having mini panic attacks every few days because OMG we will starve (it isn't like my very own sister doesn't live in the town and I'm sure would at least feed Eli so my precious baby didn't starve).

In less stressful news Teddy and I have been thinking of where we would like to go once Teddy finishes school. It is fun to think about, and a lot of times we think we would like to move back here, and sometimes I think a nice beach town in North or South Carolina would be nice too. We aren't fans of the West Coast, and although I think I would like Chicago, I think it would be too cold for me. Does anyone have any suggestions (I have a feeling Austin might come up)?

Mother's Day gift for you.

hate to hate

I needed to write a post just to get that stupid italics post moved down on the page because the italicness of it is just annoying me, but I really don't have much to say....BUT here is the thing I have been thinking about just this minute:

Do you read any blogs where you just CAN.NOT.STAND. the author ( I mean of course, besides me). I have two blogs that I check in on once or twice a week and I really can't stand the authors and EVERY time I go there I want to smack them, but yet I can't seem to stop myself from going back over and over. It isn't like my obsession with Real Housewives of insertcityname, because I actually enjoy disliking those bat shit crazy wack a doodles, but these blogs never fail at irking me, I don't enjoy it, AND YET I keep going back...what is that about?