The Desire to Move

Ohhhh there aren't enough words in the world to describe my desire to move. Usually I'm the girl that complains about this said action. I hate packing, I hate putting things in boxes only to take it out like an hour later. I hate making your friends help you because you are too cheap to do anything else. I hate how it's always SO hot when you move, so it makes you that much grumpier. So really it's an awful situation. BUT, my landlord is making it quite easy for me to not care about all these things. I'm obviously not going to bad talk someone in close relation with me (even though it would be a 1% chance he would ever find out) but let's just say I'm peeved. It's time to move and I won't miss it when I'm gone. What I'll miss is 2AM movies with Megan, late night girl chat/bug killing/America's Next Top Model watching/ trampoline sitting moments with Ashley, talking about boys with Kristin, puzzles with Mary, Kassi, and Megan, and Mary in general. Lol. They were fantastic roommates and the dynamic was perfect. Even though THREE of them are now getting married, I still wish we could all live together in the house. It'd be fun. But times are a changing and it's time to move on. Luckily all the roommates live in close proximity of me and it won't be hard to keep in touch. The summer has proved that since it's been Kassi and I in the house. SO GOODBYE OLD HOUSE. I will not live in you in T-minus 8 days.

I've been pondering the idea of adding another blog to my life. I had that one about my surgery for a while, but that had a D-day that came and went pretty fast. And honestly, how many people really wanted to know about my reduction? I think ... me? Maybe not even me. I deleted the blog so who knows. But this idea is even better. Okay, so I'm a server (I won't say where cuz there may be creepers who have fallen insanely in love with me and want to stalk my every move. I 'm on to you bleepers [blog+creepers=bleepers]) Anyway, the point of all of this is that because I serve, I meet a million random, awkward, and funny people every day on the job. And shouldn't SOMEONE be writing these stories down? Granted, I have found a few (Waiter Rant and Served: Every Night Waiting Tables) that are pretty funny and true to life. So why should I put my opinion out there? What will make MY stories equal or MORE exciting than everyone elses? Well that's the thing. I might not have the best opinion, but the stories are there and I want to write. The more practice I get, the better I am. And if people are interested, why not give them what they want? We'll see how it goes. I don't really know the logistics and if I'm even allowed to mention things like that online. By no means do I want to start something. But people are funny. Why not share the stories and have others laugh too? I dunno... i'll keep you posted.

Wedding season is almost in full swing. It is nuts. I just got two invites in the mail for bridal showers and I have a bachelorette party today. Then it's another bridal shower in august, 3 weddings, and many more showers and parties to plan and attend. Of course we top it all off with Seward and Andrew's wedding in September. That'll be the perfect ending to the perfect wedding season. Of course I have more weddings now in January and 2 in March so really the season never ends, but at least there is a break so I can celebrate other things.

It seems that I should have more to say, but for some season this Friday morning is drawing a blank for me. SO instead of rambling endlessly about something, I will end now. So farewell my lovely readers. Go outside, drink some iced coffee, go to Lake Calhoun if you can. Do something that doesn't involve sitting indoors and reading my blog. :) I dare you. And hey, if you do something fun, let me know what it is so I can do it too!

Amy