Wow. Just wow.
It's been over a year since I posted anything. In my last post I mentioned that life took over; and I am sad to say that it appears that is exactly what happened. I mean after all, the title of my blog is life won't wait. And I can tell you from experience that it certainly did not wait on me. I didn't have a chance to even catch my breath until recently.
So let's take a look back on what can happen in a year!
July 2011.
I move into a one bedroom apartment with my fiancee at the time. We were on top of the world. No more college living for us. We moved to the other side of town, we were getting away from the whole "college" scene and just looking forward to beginning our journey together as adults, not adolescents stuck in the in-between.
September 2011.
The little boy who absolutely stole my soul was brought into this world. My very best friend had the most precious child I had ever laid eyes on and it is safe to say that I will not love any child more than that kid until I have one of my own.
November 2011.
My very first Thanksgiving in the corporate world, thus my firs Thanksgiving away from home. I enjoyed the money, but I missed my family something terrible. My love did take me out to Italian in Franklin once we both got off though. :)
January 2012.
This was the point where I started pulling my hair out about the wedding. During everything going on, I was still trying to get our wedding put together and go to school full time.
February 2012.
A month of crafting and hyperventilating because I didn't think I would finish everything on time.
March 2012.
My wedding month. The day I married my best friend and the love of my life.
Most girls dream about their wedding from the time they are kids, but that was never the case with me because I assumed I would never get married. My wedding was beautiful. I loved seeing everything come together that I had worked so hard on. I loved vowing my love to Kyle in front of our friends and family, but I could have done without the rest. If I could have changed anything about the day, I would have eloped. Weddings always have a funny way of turning into a drama fest no matter how you try to avoid it. Lesson learned.
April 2012.
I turned 23. Got a promotion at work. It was a good month!
May 2012.
The house hunting began.
So now that Kyle and I were officially married, we decided the apartment life was no longer for us, so we started the great endeavor of finding a permeant residence. It was absolutely the most eye-opening, nerve-wrecking experience of my life.
Lessons learned throughout the process: Never trust a realtor. I change my mind on a daily basis. I am not a city girl, no matter how hard I try to be. Cookie-cutter houses are NOT for me; in fact they only make me think of the song at the beginning of Weeds. Seriously never trust a realtor. What you think you can afford, and what you can actually afford are two different things. Yes, it does matter if the house only comes with one foot of grass, it may not matter now, but you want a decent sized yard. There is nothing like looking at the same floor plan four times in one day in different parts of the city. Living somewhere you can see stars is important. Never trust builders either. Your mortgage broker will end up being your saving grace. Oh yeah, and never trust a realtor. But if you have to choose, always go with the lesser of two (or in our case 3 or 4) evils.
June 2012.
My heart got broken. I thought I had found the perfect house, we put an offer in and the seller rejected it!
July 2012.
My heart was no longer broken, in fact I actually realized that God still has a plan, and I just needed to just up and let Him guide me. We found our perfect house, made an offer, and the seller accepted before the house was ever officially on the market. In all actuality, the lesser of all the evils ended up finding us our dream home because although she wasn't a good person, she completely understood what we were looking for.
Kyle started having terrible stomach and shoulder pain ending up with us going to the emergency room. It took a couple weeks but we ended up finding out that his gallbladder was no longer working and he was scheduled for surgery for August 1st.
August 2012.
Kyle had surgery, it went great except for the fact that he fought the nurses when he was waking up.
August 2nd (the day after surgery) we closed on our house! Now we have officially been moved in a week and although we are still unpacking I am completely in love with the house already and its so nice to have our own house where we can hopefully start a family in the near future.
