A Married Lady

A wise teen once told me that I'd never be lucky in love as I'm just not darn pretty enough. She told me I had bad genes which made me undesirable to men, and that I'd have to lower myself to the lowest of the low, pick the least defective and SETTLE. This girl is the harshest I have ever met, unfortunately for me, she taunted me for years, making sure I knew everything happens for a reason - including everything I've failed at and am destined to fail at. Then 4 years ago I met a boy who changed my life in many stages. A boy who had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting this girl. It took him 18 months to crack her for me. And all of a sudden, she was gone from my life, allowing me to breathe. She popped her head in though, like some bad plot in Eastenders, kept coming back for more digs, checking I still knew from time to time that my actions would only lead to one eventuality. One month ago, I finally killed her off I think. I can't be sure, she's like a Dirty Den; a really poorly written soul who cones back when all avenues for a return were mushed up, but sheer ignorance keeps bringing that soul back. For now, I am healed, more than I have ever been healed in my life. And so it is with that note in which I say farewell to Miss, and hello to Mrs. Farewells do however mean closing a chapter, and I can't think of any better way to draw my line by ending this blog after a decade of tears, bad writing and trivial problems. I hope you will join me in my next journey after 4 weeks as a married lady. www.merrall-I-do.blogspot.com Xxx

5 Weeks To Go

Oh my apple pie....5 weeks, seriously???! This is mentalness in complete and utter mentaltom!! Hen party next Friday, I'm so excited it's going to be such a surreal experience. It'll finally sink in I hope and things can settle down into a more stable and flowy flow!

As you can see, wedding planning has caused me to lose all rationality and maturity, but what the heck, exciting times ahead for the next two months, and I want to make each day count.

I'm counting down the days left at work now, rather than focusing on tge mass of appointments in my IPhone Calendar which glare at ne everyday. 4 weeks 2 days until I'm on a 4 week holiday! Wow, have been waiting so long for this break, i won't want to embrace normality again. Certainly don't mind waving goodbye to it for now however.

I Think I Wanna Marry You

78 days to go!

Bridesmaid's dresses are almost complete, my wedding shoes bought and in hand, hair trial booked and the wedding day hair appointment made. Not much left to do now, just the money to think about, oh the joys....

Life as Mrs Tew can't come sooner, so stressed thinking about oh so much, I'm looking forward to not worrying about it all anymore! Mrs Tew shall first be worrying about whether she has everything packed for honeymoon, who will water her house plants, will the dog survive two weeks in kennels and making sure she has the plane tickets and passports. Mrs Tew cannot wait!

Housewife

All i do is sweep, disinfect, sweep, feed the dog, tidy, throw stuff out, wash, tumble dry, sort, sweep.

i feel like a robot lately, and it's dawning on me that in order to stay on top of these ridiculous chores, i need to do it everyday. the dog is such a nuisance in moulting season, i just want to chop his furry little legs off, shove him in his bed and make him stay there all day just for a break from sweeping.

Wow though, juggling the domestic goddess chores and wedding planning and working is proving a challenge! So, paying for a cleaner doesn't seem so ridiculous anymore, at least then i wont be stressed out by a dirty home anymore, right?!

i better get used to it, in three months i'll have the god awful title in this post, deal with it, right?!Men are useless, i keep telling him to tidy up for just 5 little minutes a day to help me, but NO. Bah!!!

Blues

I've heard of baby blues, but i never really considered wedding blues before. Today has been an odd day, a lot of little niggly things have occurred, maybe they all accumulated into a big wedding cloud on my life today, which resulted in coming home at 4pm and collapsing on the sofa until 10pm. 6 hours kinda just sunk away somewhere, and as I munched my way through my mother-in-laws box of chocolates for mother's Day (I will replace, sorry), it occurred to me that I was comfort eating three months before the wedding. Not exactly a winning formula to a beach body, is it?

So anyway, after guiltily disposing of the eaten present, I sat down and tried to think of why I had this teenage depression, and simply concluded it was down to raging hormones and wedding stress.

The honeymoon cant come any sooner right now!

The Story So Far

So! Hen parties are sorted, thank god! Honeymoon to the MALDIVES is booked and being paid for in lumps, still a few wedding details to sort, but we're no nearer to buying our first home. But on the plus side, doggy is getting much better at being left alone, although neutering hasn't made any obviously difference so far!

With only something silly like 16 weeks until the wedding, I have a ton of stuff to sort still, but i'm still putting it off. Top of my list is getting the chair sashes sorted, which is becoming somewhat of a headache. The centrepieces, then shoes, then the other venue decorations. It'll all come together, i know!

Let's just say we cant wait to be married and start looking/saving for a house and thinking about jobs and kids =D

Oh my god, whoever invented money needs shooting

So, at least we reached a compromise on the honeymoon, resulting in swapping Aruba for Fuerteventura, saving us £700.

We got a loan so husband-to-be can get a replacement car.

Which resulted in house hunting??!

How did that happen? It's a great thing, don't get me wrong but I'm pooping bricks here at how much money is soaring around. Can we afford loan repayments, a mortgage and the ability to have a life?? This juggling game didn't seem so complicated before we actually started playing it.

So we are viewing a house tomorrow, well actually viewing a new build site after pretty much deciding online which house we want on a shared ownership scheme. I'm sure they will help tomorrow, and we can reserve a house ready in September or maybe extend our wait to the next phase of houses next year. Deposits, interest rates, building and contents insurance, endowments and tracker or fixed rate.

It's all very exciting, and we want one of these houses so bad, but can we afford to take the plunge?? I'm talking 8 months-18 months away I guess. But with our impending nuptials looming ever nearer, I guess the stress of planning and calculating has been tripled in only 2 days!

Growing up...me....I love it :-)

The big White dog-rodent had his plums chopped off a few weeks ago. It was like a soap opera trauma for me, abandoning him in that cage, anxiously awaiting a phone for whether he had lived or died. But of corse my big loveable clumsy bulldozer is home and back to his usual self. Those hormones best shift quick as I won't be happy if there's no change in attitude after 5 months.

He's also decided to be a complete and utter knobblet this new year by chewing up the laminate flooring edging/skirting. Hope the cougar gets splinters in his belly.