The One In Which I Bitch

Busy, busy, busy. That's what I've been lately. Working a ton of overtime because we're so short-handed, going crazy planning the wedding, and stressing over every-little-thing financially.

First, let me bitch about wedding things:

The bridal shower Steve's and my mom are planning for me is next Saturday, and there are only like 5 "yes" RSVP's... and I'm one of them. And the moms are the other two. I'm hoping at least one of my bridesmaids will be able to make it. One of them lives in Ohio (maybe flying in for a three hour party is a bit of a stretch? LOL), one has previous plans to attend a baby shower that day (this has only been set up for a week or so), and the last one (Steve's cousin's wife) hasn't answered to whether or not she'll be there. I'm assuming so, but I've assumed before.

Then it seems like everything's falling apart for the bachelorette party. I wanted to have it in San Antonio, when Steve and I were still assuming MOST of our friends and family would be there, but... it's turning out not so much. So maybe we'll have one here in Dallas, which will probably be better because the people who aren't able to make it down there for the ceremony will be able to attend... if they make time.

The main thing this whole wedding process is teaching me?

I don't have that many friends.

Now onto the fun financial stuff:

I just had to have all four of my wisdom teeth pulled last Thursday. I don't have insurance at the moment, so it cost us $1,788. That's alot of money to us. It wiped us out entirely. We had $1,000 in savings (because we're young and laughably broke), and another $1,000 that his parents had just given us for wedding expenses. We threw all of that out the window for a doctor to pull my back teeth out. Just not sure if it was entirely worth it.

Add to that, our lease is up June 15th, and we have the option to renew or leave. Our rent payment is going to be bumped up $45 if we stay. We looked around all day on Thursday, and ended up falling in love with the three bedroom at our apartment complex. We could afford it (BARELY), but found out we have to make a minimum of $4,550 monthly (including any bonuses, overtime, etc.) to qualify.

We don't.

My dreams (ours, maybe?) were crushed. I've been moping around for two days, and we fought all last night until he called me out saying that that's what I was really upset about. And he's right - I want us to make more money! It's not out of the scope of possibilities that we'd both get decent jobs. I just got a new one making a little more than I was at the old one per hour, and significantly more in commission. My bonus check for this month is going to be approximately $440 (before taxes), that's more than I made at CHRISTMASTIME at Jared, and I sold three times as much there in that month. I can't wait until I establish a solid client base here and really get money rolling in.

Now... diet stuff (because it's another point of stress I keep forgetting about):

I am finally back to losing weight. When I found out I'd need to have my wisdom teeth taken out (because one was impacted - GROSS), I was put on steriods and antibiotics. I've never really noticed weight gain with that sort of thing before, but it happened RIGHT around the time PMS hit, and I gained almost 10 lbs in a matter of days. I'm finally back down to "new low" territory, as far as Weight Watchers goes, but it's hard going. Only because of laziness! I used to be great at pre-planning meals, but lately I've just fallen off doing it. I'm not sure why. I'm going to remedy that tomorrow (or tonight), and cook some things for the upcoming week. I've been pinning healthy lunch box ideas on Pinterest, and I'm actually going to use them! Also, I need some lunch containers. Another story for another day.

I know I'm grouching about life hardcore as if it's not going well right now, but it IS. I'm sorry to be such a downer, I just feel so defeated at the moment about the apartment... I'm so happy we're going to still be in the boys' same school, but then I worry Patrick is going to have a bad reputation next year, because his teacher this year is just totally unfair to him and it makes him act out. And I know it's easy for a parent to say that, but she truly is. She makes all of these promises and doesn't follow-through, and she picks on him. I've seen it firsthand. I hate it.

I just can't wait until we start our married life together and all of this stress is behind us.

Also, I'm meeting up with my FMIL and bridesmaid today at Garden Ridge to get some decoration ideas for the bridal shower and wedding reception. Wish us luck!