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“The Store” Tell-All– The Good, The Bad & The Ugly*
I don’t usually like quitting things. I even have an apron that says “I’d give up chocolate, but I’m no quitter!” (But actually I gave up chocolate three weeks ago. Shhh.) However, being able to quit my last job was…. exhilarating. Wonderful. MAGICAL, even. I had been counting down the days for two months and my lovelies, it’s finally here: I quit. Last Thursday evening was my last shift. I think I expected a hallelujah chorus as I walked out the door for the last time, but it was strangely… surreal. It didn’t feel real, like somehow “The Store” would suck me back in and make me keep working there.…
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The Anniversary: A Recap*
Just a bit of housekeeping first–I’ve been making the rounds through many of your lovely blogs. I’m going to be MUCH better at leaving comments and love now that I have two weeks off to enjoy a bit of relaxation and I can’t wait to catch up on all your news. I’ve just noticed something… when I switched my blog to WordPress in March the Hubster rigged it so that technically my blog address stayed the same (http://blog.iheartmyshoes.com). However I noticed that in some of your blog rolls it appears that I haven’t updated in 5 months and it shows that my last entry was the last entry I wrote…
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Oldy-Weds*
Five years ago right now (at 9am) my hair was done, my make-up was on, and breakfast was all but forgotten. I climbed into a car with my sister, her boyfriend (now husband) and my maid of honour and began the seventy-five minute drive to where I’d be getting married at 12pm. I wish I remembered more of what we talked about in the car… I remember Peeah and Telly talking non-stop and singing loudly to the radio, I think in an effort to calm my nerves, which I assume they assumed I had. I don’t remember feeling nervous. I’m sure I was at some point–it is a life-altering moment–but…
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Anniversary Allergies*
My parents have a very small, very cute cat named Lily. She loves to get into everything and follows Big Dad everywhere. Seriously. When he is not home she drags an old piece of rope around and wails for him until he comes through the door. Until Princess Pea was born last year that cat was his grandchild. Once when I was messaging Spart on the computer I accidentally typed “the vat” instead of “the cat” and it totally stuck. It just suits her, she is a vat. My dad got her the summer before I got married which was also the last summer I spent living at home. At…
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What Couldn’t You Live Without?
I had my follow-up appointment with my optometrist today. When I went in a few weeks ago he was concerned about the fluid pressure in my eyes and wanted to run some extra tests to make sure I hadn’t developed glaucoma. So, I arrived early and mentally braced myself for the dreaded eye puffer machine, which, thankfully, was not on the agenda for today. One of the tests I had done was to see if my peripheral vision has deteriorated. I had to put a pirate patch on one eye, stick my head into a machine and stare straight ahead at a small orange light. Small white lights then flashed…