Soccer ended last weekend. I started having withdrawals almost as soon as the last whistle. Thank goodness EURO 2008 is currently going. I’ve been watching games at the gym while on the treadmill. The best part is I get so distracted that before I know it 45 minutes will have passed by. I have no clue why I love soccer so much, but I do.
As a result, I now have about ten hours free again. I’ve been filling the time by going to the gym, meeting with our wedding photographer and now finishing up the painting I started so many weeks ago. Tomorrow we have enlisted friends to come help move stuff to the storage unit. There is so much to do and not enough time before the wedding or my moving date (end of July). A bunch of things are just going to be put away until we have five minutes.
Once things are in storage, we will have the hardwood floors refinished and furniture can be arranged. Ted and his friends will deal with the shower - it is coming out and new one is going in. Obviously that needs to be done before I move.
Well, I have to go.. I hear a paint brush calling my name.
It has been quite the weekend for Ted and I. We will be married in my hometown Catholic Church, which required us to attend marriage prep class. Friday night and all day Saturday, we tried our hardest to see the positives in the class. Unfortunately, the instructor was not very good and did a terrible job of making people want to talk. Ted and I amused ourselves and realized that no matter what we can always find something to smile about.
This morning we took our compatibility test. We’ll receive the results and spend some time discussing them with our associate pastor. That should be fun.
This afternoon, we spent time working on the house, though the “we” part is a bit of a lie. Ted did nearly everything. He is just so handy that he doesn’t need my help or suggestions, and life is much easier when I leave him alone. So I spent today looking up wedding favor ideas.
The news of Jeff’s passing is still settling in. It is hard to comprehend the sudden death of a man so young (42) in the midst of a change (he had just started a new job on Monday). Jeff was the core of our group - in a way, he was the father of a highly dysfunctional family.
Now we are left with memories of a wonderful, happy, caring man who touched our lives… and reminded us to cherish those closest to us as it all seems so fleeting.
The cold front is upon us and they aren’t exaggerating when they say it is cold out. Just the short walk to the car is a frigid exercise. Oh well, winter is here.
It does make me crave a winter vacation - someplace warm and exotic. I was considering a hiking trip in Peru later this spring but it doesn’t look like it will work out. Maybe it will.
