↑D8

At NewJob for the past two weeks, I was the acting Senior. A Senior is between the Team Lead (supervisor) and the underlings. They help out if something needs escalated or anyone has a question that needs answered. One of our two Seniors left our team for another shift and they needed a substitute to cover until someone new was hired in. And I was chosen.

It was nice because I got to be off the phones. And I help people out anyway. It was just a bonus thing.

NewJob posted a new position in another department that I'm going to apply for. Intentional vagueness just in case.


I was nauseated for 12 days straight and when I went to the doctor I was told I need to eat better. The end. Just glad that's over.


I am so excited for Thanksgiving, kids. So excited. We're doing Nick's family first then probably just paying a video game or two at my parent's house. Food.

How I've been

Hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job hate my job which just makes me depressed and hate my life and the only time in my day that I actually enjoy spans about an hour and half after Nick picks me up from work and before he goes to bed.

I hate my job.

Rings

After an unsuccessful conversation with Nick the other day, I got myself this ring.

It is gorgeous. I am going to wear it forever.

The Future

Is it terrible of me to be disappointed that I won't be engaged within the next six to eight months?

I mean, we've been together for over 5 years. Come on already.

Is it okay to talk about a wedding and expect a proposal any day now?

But unless Nick's tricking me, it doesn't look like it's going to happen anytime soon. Nick wants to go back to school and he wants that to happen before he proposes.

Because once again, he has this grand idea in his head that I want something I don't. This time he thinks I want an expensive engagement ring when I am perfectly happy with spending $125 or $150 or $200 or still $200. But no. He wants to get me a diamond ring or something equally gross and normal.

I am thinking of proposing to him. Just so I can get this party started already.

Life summary

Real quick.

Found a place to live that was awesome. It was great. The owner ran out of money and said it wouldn't be done until October. The property management company found us other places to stay in until it was done. 2 were really, really awful.

One was okay and I was all for it but Nick didn't like it. I just wanted a place to live. We looked at that place on Monday. That's when the property management guy told us that our dream place won't be done until the end of October. Maybe. But we really shouldn't hold out hope.

So that was that.

Then Nick was cruising Craigslist and I was drowning my sorrows in sleep. We found a place on Monroe Center, looked at it Friday at noon, loved it, told the guy then and there that we'd take it and now we have a place to live.

In other news, I am sick of this job. The other French girl on my team is leaving on August 21 so I will be the only French speaker after 10pm. I hate speaking French so hard.

And that's what my life's been like.

UGH

So our application was denied. For zero reason. It costs 140 dollars more than our old apartment and we're making double what we did back then.

But we still don't make enough somehow.


I don't want to look at any more places. I am so tired of this. We have less than a month to find a new place.


Ugh. I hate this so much.

Movin' on up!

Nick and I found an apartment. Finally. And because we are now earning twice as much as before (yay! full time job!), we can afford an awesome apartment in an awesome neighborhood downtown.

Yes, I am an adult.

We looked at this building when we first moved in together but it was condos back then and WAY above our budget.

Friends, I give to you our future apartment (As long as they accept our application. But as I said, they turned these condos into apartments so they are pretty desperate.):





Yes, it's the floorplan just rotated around but I like it better the second way. I think you can see the layout better. The door is at the bottom and the balcony at the top just like when you walk into the apartment.

Here's the website with photos but our kitchen is a lot bigger than the one they show.

There is an exercise room (and room for the Wii fit in the apartment!) and a movie room that you can reserve with big leather seats with cupholders and a big screen. There is a trash chute on every floor (and one right outside our potential apartment), recycling downstairs and a two-story heated garage in which we will have a reserved parking spot.

My parents are trying to convince Nick and I to just buy a house already. Since we don't want to stay in Michigan and don't know how long we'll be here, we decided to just get another apartment until our plans sort themselves out.



On the new job end, things are getting better. This job is going to be so, so easy. The hardest part is going to be speaking French but seriously? It's not going to kill me. And my accent already tells them that I'm not French so any mistakes after that will be a given.

I got in a giant French sucks fight earlier this week but let's leave that for later.



Yay! New apartment! Yay! Being an adult!