Facts of Life

Or the one where bad things happen to good people.

This, my friends, has been…dare I say it, the worst week ever. I won’t go so far to say that it could get worse, because we already said that and it did.

Saturday, I was blessed and showered with love at my bridal shower in Connecticut. We came back with a car full of “stuff” and left feeling excited and eagerly awaiting the arrival of response cards for our wedding.

Sunday, we drove home…seven hours. We picked up our darling puppy, and unloaded our car in about a gazillion trips.

Then. I walked into the bathroom. There was roughly an inch – maybe more, but not too much more – of standing water. Our toilet had been running all weekend. The lever that maintains the water level had malfunctioned and sprayed water out of the top all weekend. The carpet, leading into the bathroom was sopping wet. The carpet in the bathroom was sopping wet. As was the carpet half way into our living room.

We took the appropriate steps, calling our maintenance guy (who promptly told us that there was “nothing he could do about it.”), called our home owners insurance who dispatched a crew to take care of the sodden carpets. They arrived at 1:00am. They finished removing the carpets at 3:30am. They came back and installed high heat dehumidifiers causing our apartment to be 104 degrees (F) the next morning and aside from checking the mail, we haven’t been back since.

*sigh* We’re staying in a hotel till tomorrow when they take the dehumidifiers out.

But it gets better. And by better, I mean worse.

I feel like Jenn Lancaster in “Bitter is the New Black” when she loses her job and then a few weeks later her then boyfriend, now husband, loses his as well. They get evicted, she fights with unemployment and now a few years later, she’s a NY Times best selling author. What luck! Can I have some of that luck?? Please? Because the first part of that? Totally happened to us yesterday (and I wouldn’t mind being a NY Times best selling author either!!)

I don’t think I need to spell out the rest. But yes, a very unfortunate turn of events that I don’t have any desire to go into because I’m trying…to keep my blog as PG as I can and no one got any where by calling someone they barely know mean names. Those who know me, know how difficult this is. It makes it even more difficult knowing we invited his employers (and coworker) to the wedding. Invitations should have been received Saturday. And this is what we get? *sigh* I won’t even get started..

In other news, with this unfortunate turn of events, we’re contemplating all of our options, including a possible (though not decided definitely) move to Connecticut – if anyone has any job leads (any at all!) send them my way. (Gal pals in DC, no need to freak out yet, I’m not going anywhere as of today. Or tomorrow.)
Ideas I’m toying with…

*virtual assistant (a la a pal of mine..)
*teacher (seriously. I’ve had this urge to teach since I was in high school, I just never persued it. I’m kind of wondering if I should…)
*continue trying to freelance though I’m finding less and less that I’m enjoying it, I do enjoy writing but mostly on my own – I like to write what I want to write when I want to write it.
*Pursue a business of my own – not sure what yet. But I do have a website venture in the works. More details as it progresses.

Any other suggestions? I just…hate not knowing what I want to do with my life. I hate feeling in limbo, like a failure. I just have…zero confidence in my ability to “land a dream job!” as so many 20 somethings dream about. I don’t know where I lost it…I just…did. I want to be succesful, I just have no idea how to get there or where to start.

So in the words of Ben Folds….

“…Woke up way too late
Feeling hung over and old
And the sun was shining bright
And I walked barefoot
Down the road
Started thinking about
My old man
It seems that all men
Wanna get into a car and go
Here I stand – sad and free
I cant cry and I cant see
What Ive done
God. . .what have I done

Dont you know Im numb, man
No I cant feel a thing at all
cause its all smiles and business
These days
And Im indifferent to the loss
Ive faith that theres a soul somewhere
Whos leading me around
I wonder if she knows
Which way is down. . ….”
{Evaporated by Ben Folds Five}

Sorry to be all…dare I say emo…but life? Is tough. Wear a helmet.


Not a Morning Person

I’ve never been a morning person.


My mother used to fight with me to get me out of bed, and I was consistently *nearly* late for school. Fast forward to college – if I didn’t have my hour to get ready (check email, shower, check facebook, get dressed, dry hair, etc….) I would skip. This was…often the case. Mostly due to laziness. Generally, it was a rule of mine to not schedule classes before 10:30. Freshman year of college I had 8am courses all five days of the week – that my friends, was brutal.

Now a days, I wake up by 7:30 to be out the door by 8:30 to be “on time” for work.

However, I should be getting up earlier.

As I mentioned yesterday over on the fitness blog, marathon training starts this week. My sinus infection is gone, I’m off my antibiotics, and I’m feeling fully functional. I’m 14 weeks out, so I’m roughly 2 weeks behind myself but not due to laziness. Due to legitimate illness.

Last night, on schedule was 30 day Shred, yoga and some pushups. As well as finishing my save the dates for the wedding. Well, save the dates took priority, and working out was pushed off till this morning.

Until I couldn’t get out of bed that is. In my defense, I have to set my alarm for an HOUR before I want to get out of bed. The snooze button and I have that kind of relationship. It was set for 6:15a – fiancé had intended on getting up at 6:30. I finally rolled out into the shower at 7:32, 15 minutes AFTER the alarm turned itself off. Fiancé rolled out after my shower at the ripe hour of 7:50. Jerk.

It should be noted, that despite our best efforts, my fiancé is even less of a morning person than I am. So our efforts need to be tripled before the results are even visible.

I decided long ago that I need to become a morning runner/worker outer. I need to get up at 6am. Get in my run or strength training and then just be done. I get home far too late to keep doing this crap at night and by the time I do get home, I want to eat and then get into my sweatpants and relax which I’m prone to do regardless of my workout schedule. (Whoops?)

I’ve done it before. In fact when I was training for Marine Corps, until I stopped doing it (getting up early that is) I would regularly be up at 6:30 to run, and out the door by 8:15 or so to be to work by 9. This was of course before this job. Just before I was fired from the Evil Government Relations Firm. I’ve had a lot of bad jobs what can I say. Besides the point. I know I can do it, I just need…motivation. Perhaps not having a warm fiancé who smells good and a puppy on my legs warming them is bad for business…I mean it’s all well and good…until they make me not want to get out of bed.

So here’s where I ask y’all for suggestions. Are you an AM or PM workout person? What are your strategies (aside from the obvious which for me is not going to bed at midnight – fiancé and I are so nocturnal) to getting up early? What’s your motivation?


A Date to Remember…

Fiancé and I are infamous for being the type of couple who says:

“What do you wanna do?”

“I dunno. What do you want to do?”

“I dunno…” etc…etc…

So it was pretty awesome when our Valentines Day plans fell into place quite flawlessly. Tonight we’re going to see Ben Folds and Jason Mraz at GWU, it’ll be at least my third time seeing the Ben Folds and I’m uber excited to see Jason Mraz as I’ve heard great things about him live and I love his music. It’s kind of nice to have plans since tomorrow we’re driving up to CT so my weekend – will be spent either in a car or with the future in-laws. Not exactly romantic central but it’s always nice to get out of town.

While we’re going to be on a bit of a time crunch as we’re both working right up till 6 (possibly later for him) and doors open at 7, I’m going to give a try on this new website that I recently found out about – Springpad.

The Springpad Date Planner helps you find concerts, restaurants, movie times and can help you make reservations! While fiancé and I know the Foggy Bottom area pretty well, and I already have an idea where we’re going to go for dinner/drinks probably after the show, it’s still a really neat idea and I’m excited to see what it does!

So go check it out, they also have other planners to help manage other aspects of your life from dates, to finances, to anything else that may need organizing. I’m going to give some of those other planners a looking at as well – my life is, as I mentioned, out of control and my ducks need to get back in the same pond. Maybe an online organizer can help that.

What are your valentines Day plans? (single or coupled up!)


Book Review: “The Man of My Dreams” by Curtis Sittenfeld

Being raised in an unstable household makes you understand that the world doesn’t exist to accommodate you, which, in Hannah’s observation, is something a lot of people struggle to understand well into adulthood. It makes you realize how quickly a situation can shift, how danger really is everywhere. But crises, when they occur, do not catch you off guard; you have never believed you live under the shelter of some essential benevolence. And an unstable childhood makes you appreciate calmness and not crave excitement. To spend a Saturday afternoon mopping your kitchen floor while listening to the opera on the radio, and to go that night to an Indian restaurant with a friend and be home by nine o’clock – these are enough. They are gifts.” (p. 35)

I’m not sure what I expected from The Man of My Dreams – it is Curtis Sittenfeld’s second novel and from what I remember of Prep, I feel as if her writing style is drastically different in this novel from the other two (American Wife being her third) .

This book follows the protagonist Hannah and her relationship with various men in her life – her father, her various boyfriends and the man who she refers to as “The Love of my life.”

You can see her grow, however, her views seem to be stagnant through most of the book. Her relationships all seem superficial and aren’t quite relevant because you feel like something is missing – perhaps the fact that we never fully grasp how they ended which I feel could have been useful.

Overall I enjoyed it, the character is certainly relatable – everything from her estranged relationship to her father (check!), her shyness (check!), and her being in love with a man who dated her cousin to moving to a city for a man.

I do feel that the ending should have been different. Perhaps, happier for our protagonist, though it does prove that you should never move anywhere just for a man. Few authors can get away with a book without a *real* happy ending, but I think making her comfortable in her own skin and realizing she doesn’t need a man to be happy among other things…that works just as well.

Overall, a good, quick read. You’ll enjoy it if you enjoy Curtis Sittenfeld’s style. The one thing I felt, as I often feel with her novels, is that the ending felt rushed and that I was left with a “that’s it?” feeling. I give this book 3.5 out of 5 (I really need a better rating system – anyone have any suggestions??) – definitely pick it up, especially if you enjoyed her other books and have any lingering issues from your adolescence with men…you’ll be certain to relate!



Race Report – Turkey Trot 5k

So y’all know I ran the turkey trot on Thursday – my chip time was 32:10 – about a 10:20 mile. I was 870th out of 1760 runners, and 238/420ish in my age bracket. Not too shabby considering I’ve ran once since the Hartford Marathon and haven’t been going to the gym as regularly as I should be. I have about another month of “kind of slacking” – though not really since M and I are doing the Jingle All the Way 10k in about two weeks! In January, after the Inaugural I’ll start ramping up for the GW Parkway 10miler, the Cooper River 10k (both in April) and the VT City Marathon in May. I plan on peaking this year between 20-23 miles instead of the 18 i did for Hartford. My goal is to hit sub 5 hours – not sure how realistic that is but i figure i train for 4 months, train as hard as I did for hartford and hopefully I can knock another hour off my time.

My friend M who ran with me (in the picture) was 2nd for overall women, first in the her age bracket. She finished in 18:38 – a 6:00 mile! This is also a girl who ran XC in college – so she’s pretty hard core. She does more speed workouts/intervals/track workouts than longer runs so I’m not surprised she kicked ass 🙂

I’ll announce the winner of the contest for those of you who donated to the race, seriously I can not thank you all enough, you all are so awesome 🙂 Hope you all are having an excellent long weekend, this weekend has been incredibly refreshing, and relaxing. Today we have a birthday party to go to tonight after we rendezvous up to Georgetown, tomorrow we’re going to work on our Save the Dates (finally!) and pop over to a potluck at Church that Fiance is making an apple pie for.

Happy Saturday!


Marathon #3!!!!!!!


May 24th I’ll be running in my hometown marathon shooting for a sub 5:00 time for marathon #3!!!!

Training starts after the holidays – before then I’ll still be running since I’m committed to the 5k on the 27th and the Jingle all the way 10k in December. Guess i’m going for a run tonight AND tomorrow! Time to get my butt back in gear (at least i know i can still do a sub 30:00 5k!!!)


BOOK REVIEW: Certain Girls by Jennifer Weiner

Stayed up till 12:30 finishing this book. Loved every minute of it. But the ending? Shocked the crap out of me.

I mean, you’re going along reading about a mother and her 13 year old daughter,   the book alternates between their voices which allows the reader to understand how the daughter (Joy) and mother work and how their relationship is viewed from both points of view. This is especially important because you see Cannie, the overbearing mother who hides her past from her daughter and Joy, the daughter who finds out about her mother’s past and does everything in her right mind (including running away to California) to find out what’s true and what’s not without asking her mother directly.

I don’t want to give too much away but the ending? Let me make you aware that you WILL need the tissues. I mean, I love Jennifer Weiner’s writing, and “Good in Bed” was the first book of hers I’ve read and this is the sequel to that book. Through the book, you wonder what’s going to happen next and the beginning of the ending…let’s just leave it at “that came out of nowhere” and for about the last 50 pages or so? I was wiping my nose on my pillow case and the duvet cover trying not to wake boyfriend.

I give this book a 5 out 5. I thought it was going to take me forever but I finished it in about a week, her writing style is fun, and leaves you wanting more. Her descriptiveness is detailed but not the point that you’re like “get on with it…” but mostly? Her story is telling of the sensitive mother daughter relationship between a 13 year old who just wants to grow up and a mother who is afraid to let her daughter do just that because she wants to protect her. I HIGHLY recommend this book to anyone who loved any of Jennifer Weiner’s other books (In Her Shoes, Good in Bed, Little Earthquakes, The Guy Not Taken) or anyone who loves chick lit that’s a little deeper than your run of the mill chick lit.