The Office

Super awkward convo at work this weekend...

Saturday, I was partially interrogated as to why I wasn't married, engaged, or dating anyone. The entire conversation was in a hallway and might as well have been projected on loud speaker.
I love Jesus, and I'm picky... to the world that might seem like a harsh combo.

No doubt this will not be my last "office" edition.

XOXO,
the spinster in training

Jesus is ALIVE!

Find five minutes to listen to this song today... or tomorrow

oh my gross


We had another infestation, thankfully not of roaches (insert dry heave here), but none the less bugs were found where they shouldn't be.

I won't be too graphic because I'd still like people to feel safe at our apartment, but I ended up filling two trash bags full of poor contaminated food. If it even looked contaminated, it went to the trash.

On a cleaner note, I picked up some Method sweeping cloths today. They're similar to swiffers and maybe not quite as amazing, but they get the job done. The great advantage.... They're compostable!!! Derived from 100% corn. So exciting! now if only I had a compost pile....
ok... I'm hitting "publish post" and then taking 2 or 3 showers...

MI: myspace

The usage of my neo account at TAMU for things just post graduation is proving to be a really bad decision on my part.
Reason being, my email account has since expired... completely inaccessible for useful things such as trying to cancel your myspace account. The confirmation "cancel" email is sent to neo. Blast!

I think my myspace profile will outlive me.

really?


I've finished Captivating by John & Staci Eldredge.

Last night I hit p. 159 which leads me to the question:
Do women really get their husbands to pee sitting down?


Just wondering...

Monday

Monday was a super fun day to be at the apartment.

The construction had commenced, resembling what I can only liken to bombs going off every 10-20 seconds. The machine that makes polka-dots on the concrete by pounding into the pavement had a field day.
Our apartment shook so much I think it just started swaying back and forth...
I wish I was kidding.

Had we not done such a stellar job of hanging decor on our walls, pictures/plates would be missing from their rightful positions.

Yes, sound equalled annoying... but the shaking truly "rattled" the nerves of not only me, but also Miss Ashley.

She was THISCLOSE to pulling a "2 weeks notice" and shutting down the operation.
I, on the other hand, fled to Starbucks as soon as our driveway was unblocked. Does Starbuck's count as a coping mechanism?

I'll leave you with the visual of Ashley lying in front of a bulldozer-- "we will prevail!"

oh and I'm going to keep blogging about this until Abby feels bad for me. :P

Under Construction


Sometime like 1 week or so ago, pink decorative spray paint appeared all over Gaylord, the street I live on, literally like 20 feet away live on...
The paint, although I do love pink, said phrases like "saw cut" with big dramatic arrows pointing to concrete seams.
Oh wait, it gets better.
Last Friday, the giant orange barrels appeared in the grass across the street like football players watching from the sidelines.
The barrels are taunting us.
Still gets even better...
At one end of the street the sign "Road closed to thru traffic" with a suggested detour route...
the other end of the street... "20 MPH one way traffic" ...
awesome.