So here I am on the job. It's a very busy position, but at least I can sign on to blog and check e-mail during breaks. With what they're paying me I think I can probably afford to finally get myself some DSL at home so I can do everything else. Alas, they don't use IM, so no inter-office chats with my friends, boo. Though with as often as my trainer is hopping up to go to the boss's office to ask her something, I might suggest that we start using it.
I don't think this is something I want to do for too terribly long, but it's a good transitional job to build experience and tide me over until a better opportunity comes along. I'm finally feeling a little peace about settling into a career in office administration, but I think that's only because I know it will be a relatively short career, seeing as how Matt and I both want me to eventually be a full time writer/homemaker/stay-at-home mom and we're both working toward that goal. So in the meantime I don't mind bringing home the bacon while he gets himself all ejumicated. I'm still kicking myself for not majoring in IT or web design or something more creative and/or computer related when I went back to school, but there's not much I can do about that right now. At least I've finally moved up to a job that doesn't involve answering phones, so a big YAY! to that.
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I'm starting to come to terms with the fact that I am not a person who is suited to a big wedding. Matt certainly isn't, and he came to terms with it a long time ago. So now we're leaning toward the idea of having a tiny wedding in Eureka Springs with just our nearest and dearest present, and then coming back home and having a big party/reception for the whole family. The more I think about this idea the happier it makes me. It would mean putting my dress back up on eBay and getting something better suited to a tiny, intimate wedding, but I'm okay with that, too. I love my current dress, but I'm kind of feeling deprived of the experience of shopping for a dress with my bridesmaids. Plus there's the whole making a plus size dress fit a no longer plus sized body thing. I still have to run this whole thing by my mom, who is pretty dang determined to see me in that particular dress, but I think she'll see reason when she realizes how much money we'll save her by running away to get married.
