Can you say STRESS?

Ugh. Shan and I are both so STRESSED these days...it's miraculous that one (or maybe both) of us isn't dead.

Because of the buy-out situation with the house, we're using the equity of our Traer house to pay the down payment on the new house. But, until we actually close, we're trying not to over spend...just in case we need to dip into our savings to cover any extra costs. We still need to book a flight to Miami for the honeymoon, and book a hotel room for that night...but we haven't yet and prices are only going up and it just getting more and more frustrating.

I'm not even looking forward to the wedding or the honeymoon anymore, because they're starting to feel like something else I need to check off a list. I'm really upset that that's how I feel about my own wedding, but moving, starting a job, and trying to get ready for a wedding are just too much.

Speaking of the new job, it's going relatively well, except that this week I'm doing my absolute least favorite part of the job, and I can't wait to be done. I'm a little irritated with it, because it won't even be part of my regular duties once I get into my hired position, but it's still something that I need to be able to do. For the record...I CAN do it, I just don't LIKE/WANT to do it.

I'm so tired of living in a hotel. I feel bad for Murph being cooped up here all day. On Mondays and Fridays he goes to doggy day care...which makes me feel like one of those over-indulgent puppy parents that dresses him in fur coats (ha), and feeds him out of rhinestone dishes..but it's the only thing we can do with him due to our bi-weekly 3 hour drive.

Okay. I'm done whining for now. I think.
Grump.