Friday: I came home from work and tried to unpack a few boxes. I spent my first night in my new home all by myself :) I slept like a rock, woke up refreshed.
Saturday: in preparation for Vegas this week I got a spray tan late Friday night. Woke up saturday looking like an oompaloompa, unable to even wash my face the night before. Put in some white trays and headed to my detached laundry room in the garage to start my (planned) ubber-productive day. Let me get detailed-- no brazzire, ratty jammies, white trays on teeth, oompaloompa face with smeared leftover mascara (which also includes the spray tan aroma, puke!), barefoot and hair nicely knotted on top of head.
I.looked.gooood.
Of course I locked myself out of my house. With no keys, no phone and no way in. Because of course Amanda ensured her safety by checking every window lock the first night alone in her new home.
That's what you get for being a thorough worry wart, red!
2 hours of attempted break-in later, I gave up and headed to meet my new neighbors. Who will be scarred for life and never invite me over for anything, most likely. Thank goodness for tiny puppies that need to tinkle early on Saturday mornings! $85 to a locksmith and half my ubber-productive day later, I re-entered my beautiful home, removed white trays and closed all blinds in embarrassment. Nice one, Amanda!
That evening was my beautiful friend Hannah's wedding. More on that later :)
Sunday: my aunt came for a visit, we had a great morning, and here I sit at 5 p.m. with tons to do and no motivation to do it. All I want to do is fill this puppy up to the brim and RELAX before Vegas insanity ensues tomorrow!
Later tater!
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