Another Boring Post

Today I worked for 4.5 hours at Archiver's; I know that doesn't sound exciting (and it wasn't!), but I got to work with two girls that I really love, Keera and Melanie. It started snowing right when Caleb and I got ourselves to school and work, so the snow scared everyone away from the mall. We didn't make much money at all in the 4.5 hours that I was at work, so the three of us girls got to work on projects and just have fun.

And Caleb took off work tonight, so we're going to reality TV it up and have a fun night. I hope it's fun, because tomorrow may be a very sad day.

Who Boosts the Boosters?

I can't wait to start the exercise routine with Caleb in the evenings. The past couple of days, I've been feeling the groggy spell around 6ish, no matter how much sleep I've gotten the night before. This must be the sign that I need that boost of energy; it'll be an interesting thing if I'm actually right and it does boost my energy. And no matter what, I can't wait until Caleb is home in the evenings, period.

One thing that drives me crazy about working at Archiver's is that for some reason, I feel like I need to be as creative and crafty as the other girls who work there. I am the only beginner and still learning the ropes, but I want to be as off-the-cuff amazing. So, tonight, I ordered 20 free Disney photos from snapfish.com and I opened my new Disney scrapbook and I'm envisioning amazing pages coming forth from my head. Something like that, something.

And I'm on the phone with Caleb, wanting to break out the old Carmen Electra workout videos. I'm pretty stoked about it, actually. Yay!

Tonight: American Idol!

Reflection

Going to school showed me that my whole reason for college was to get married. I know, the M.R.S. degree isn't going to really impress anyone (except the unmarried BYU co-eds) and maybe I'll go back someday, but Caleb and I haven't really talked about it recently. What I'm doing with most of my time is working at a scrapbooking store called Archiver's; I started out as a customer service rep, not really knowing anything about scrapbooking or caring to know anything about it. Now, I'm the media representative, going on TV to show news anchors and local daytime talk shows how to scrapbook and craft their way to glory. I still know nothing about it and don't ever do it myself, but I can fake my way for TV. Sometime, I'll put my spots on youtube and dirty up the internet even more.

Marriage is fantastic; we've almost been married 6 months and have it down pretty well. We are living in BYU married apartments. I work from 7-3 most days, while Caleb is at school and then he works on campus from 5-9. I haven't had to do all the wifey things so far; we never eat dinner together and we take turns doing all of the chores around the house. I figure once I start popping out babies, I'll probably take over the lion's share of it, but until then... Yeah, still the same. Caleb is great. That's all there is.

It Takes a Thief

Tonight, on "The Office," Karen is going to ask Jim if he has feelings for Pam still. I cannot wait to see how that'll turn out. And, on another Office note, I had a dream last night that Dwight and I were in love. When I woke up, I felt so....wrong.

Today is the last of my three days off in a row; it was totally awesome to just do whatever I wanted for these past couple of days, but I suppose I'll have fun going back to work too. Tomorrow is one of my co-worker's birthday, so I can't decide whether or not I should make a cake or not. The last time someone brought cake to work for a birthday, there was a pan debacle that lasted months!

I'm missing the California weather in this single digit Utah winter. I'm also coming to terms with not going to Disneyland for awhile, which is always a weird realization. Most people only go once in a lifetime, but I have become so used to multiple trips in a year.

And pretty much it's a regular Thursday.

Crash....Into Me

Today was another early day at work, so I'm feeling the groggy spells right now. I might just take a nap before Caleb and I go and see "Employee of the Month" this evening. How funny is it that I went to early morning seminary for 4 whole years and was involved in so many things and I still had a great time waking up at 5 am every morning. It goes without saying that now, 21 and married, that feat is harder to accomplish. Work was great and I'll never say that nothing good came out of working at a scrapbook store - I laugh a lot more now.

The Office did not disappoint. I would have to say that it was the best episode of the season, and that's hard to say, considering I loved "The Convict" episode. It was also super nice that Roxy and Julie watched it with me and Caleb; it's always nice to have someone appreciate what you love.

A Little Give

Let's not kid ourselves, I've been up for almost 45 minutes and I'm still angry that I'm out of bed. Usually, by that increment, I have resigned myself to the fact that I will be up for many more hours after this and then I putt around until I feel like it's a humane time to be awake. It could be the warmth of my bed, my cute cute husband still in bed or it could be that I'm not accustomed to going to sleep so early and therefore don't feel like I got enough sleep in the first place; no matter what the reasoning, I am sorry to be my co-workers today. I wouldn't want to deal with me.

Last night, I must have had a dream about my family and some holiday. The only reason I know this is that whenever I think about my mom this morning, I automatically think of Christmas, which automatically makes me think of some family rage. Those three things don't really gel in reality, but my subconscious rarely deals in reality, so that can be the only solution.

Working 8 hours still means I'm off at 3 today! Sick.