I am not exaggerating. The whole getting married thing took the cake but the week in general has been laced with varying layers of crazy.
Jacob and I went in to get married on Monday. Turns out the Justice of the Peace only does weddings on Tuesday and Friday evenings. So we bought the license and waited for Friday.
This was better because we needed to find two witnesses in order to get married and Jacob's friends were able to help us out.
We arrive ten minutes late and realize, at the door, that we had left the license at Jacob's place. Because we're awesome like that.
I did some Fast and the Furious driving to get to his place, pick up the license and get back to the courthouse.
We parked and had to run most of the way there, I gave myself a sore throat in the process because it was a bit cold out, and Logan, Jacob's best man, had to convince the lady who processes the paperwork to stay long enough or us to get there.
We parked and had to run most of the way there, I gave myself a sore throat in the process because it was a bit cold out, and Logan, Jacob's best man, had to convince the lady who processes the paperwork to stay long enough or us to get there.
Logan found it incredible that we were an hour late for our own wedding and still got in by the hair of our teeth.
There was no fluffy dresses, though Roz and Jen, who also signed for us, looked very nice. We had Chinese food, cheap beer and Jameson. No cake, no flowers. Though Jacob and Logan were absolute dolls and picked some roses for me off the bushes Logan has in front of his house.
Both the girls spent all day worrying about what to wear because all their formal wear was black and they managed to show up in brown and gray, and I ruined all their efforts by showing up in black! Muahaha!
Logan got the whole thing on video, I looked very un photogenic as usual and Jacob looked like a guy out of GQ cause he knew he looked so spiffy in his vest. None of our family came and just the three friends of Jacob's and hanging out afterwards. Best. Wedding. Ever.
Description of this week: Exhausting.
Between Jacob's stupid work schedule, my class schedule and us just getting married...yea, not a lot of sleep going around.
I am surviving school so far. I am forever behind in math as usual but I have an understanding teacher and, meeting some of the students that have passed FA100, I am not too worried about getting through. I just need to cram math into my head this weekend so I can pass and move onto cramming my head with finances...yay...guh!
I thought I was soooo smart with reading and writing. And as far as most of the students in the class go, I am pretty savvy, but I glanced over some of the advanced reading and writing modules in the online study program and realized I need to take my bravado down a notch or two.
I'm still smarter than most people in my class so I'm happy.
Wow. I'm a snob.
Moving along.
My car is holding up admirably. My job search is not. But my school is proactive with EVERYTHING and are helping me out with even this. Such a nice group of people. *pat on entire school's back*
Work on my writing has come to a screeching halt. I am forcing myself to finish this and not over analyze it. I will glance over for spelling errors and make sure it flows well enough. But I will not allow myself to nit pick over it. This is a personal blog. Get. Over. Yourself.
And done.