As I wait for my computer to finish searching old files on the company shared drive (yay, research!), I thought I’d post here since it’s been a bit.
What to say?
Well, the furniture conversion at Casa Writer is happening, slowly but surely. The husband and I managed to buy new bookshelves, though they won’t show until late October. We also bought a few new pieces that will be scattered throughout the apartment — a chest of drawers, a hallway entrance table, some nightstands. While furniture shopping, my husband saw a new living room set he’s kind of gaga for. We might be getting that in the next few weeks.
We enjoyed the end of the summer with some trips to the pool and generally relaxing weekends, which are much needed since we’re both working our asses off at work. I’ve been enjoying this nose-to-the-grindstone approach since I didn’t have the most productive of summers. But I shaped up because I most definitely do not want to ship out.
On the Dysfunction, Inc. front, I have a friend who’s escaping the place as of tomorrow. I’m going to her happy hour celebration, which will involve me hanging around for maybe an hour, sipping at water or a ginger ale. Crazy thing—the place got a new federal contract. It’s like, how the hell did they manage that? I have no clue. But they did and are hiring, so I posted a review of them on Glassdoor.com because people need to know what they’re getting into. It’s still pending approval, though. Ugh. But it’s an honest review that was actually written by my husband. I couldn’t stop getting personal, so he took over and did an excellent job at describing my hell there.
My little brother seems to be adjusting well to DC. He’s enjoying his neighborhood, hanging out with us on occasion, job, and making new friends. I think he’s gotten quite into biking around here, though he hasn’t said anything about being active in WABA. Whatever the case, he seems to love it here. I’m glad.
My parents and other siblings are starting to make plans to visit us for Christmas. We’ll have to get them to DC from BWI via Super Shuttle; our little car won’t fit the lot of them. But I’m excited to have them here for the holidays.
The wedding of the century is slowly but surely coming up. I ended up emailing my cousin-in-law about my name. She responded with a thank you, saying that her mom had pointed out the misspelling on the save-the-dates, but that she completely forgot about it when it came invitation time. She said she appreciated the message, though, and we ended up exchanging some commiseration over wedding planning. I think the wedding will be just fine; it’s still my FIL and his antics I’m dreading. Ay.
Last but not least, I desperately need a haircut. And a manicure. And a pedicure.