Finally All Moved

We have finally finished moving. Around lunch time we will go turn in our keys and officially vacate the apartment. It's so empty feeling and looks like when we moved in. It's sad to leave and it brings back so many memories.

It's where my bachelorette party was held. Where Phillip carried me over the threshold. Where we got to use our new wedding gifts for the first time. Where we raised our first puppy. Where I started my first big job. Where Phillip came home from graduation to. All of our first holidays - the first Christmas tree.

Time to move on I suppose. For now we are living with Phillip's parents. We haven't quite figured out our living situation just yet so we will wait here in limbo. Living in their guest rooms with all of our belongings in two storage units and spilling over into their living room. They have been so great for allowing us to literally move into their lives.

So now we wait. More waiting.

When Life Gives You a Monkey Wrench...

... you build a new plan?? I don't know. That sounded better in my head.

Yesterday was productive. We packed up a whole bunch of stuff. Our living room is filled with boxes now. Phillip had another job interview. And the house we were really interested in leasing is no longer available. Blegh.

Back to square one with house hunting. Need I remind you we only have one more week left of our apartment lease? It's crunch time. And there is nothing we can do about it.

Basically, readers, what I've been holding out on you about is Phillip's job situation. He has been applying and interviewing at various locations. He found a couple of jobs he was really interested in before he even was offered the FC Dallas job. And they decided to give him interviews. And now we're really hoping for him to get one or both of them.

That's why we're in limbo. We have to wait to hear if he's staying with FC Dallas (we would move to Frisco), getting one of the jobs (moving to Fort Worth), or going with the third option (moving to north or east Dallas). Um, can we say overwhelming?

Hopefully today we will finally hear at least SOMETHING.

This waiting around thing is getting kind of frustrating. And by kind of, I mean really frustrating.

Empty Walls

Tonight, we started packing up our apartment. We have to be completely out in ten days. Still don't know where we're moving to yet. Still anxiously awaiting news.

The walls are now empty. BTW, we have so much wall art. So many frames and posters and canvases and candles. A whole lot. I'm sure there will be plenty more rants about how much other stuff we have. That tends to happen when you move - you find out just how much junk you have.

It'll be tough to say goodbye to our first home together. I can already tell I will be devoting an entire post to leaving our first place. It's good to look back on the memories but sad to let them go into the past. Bittersweet. More on that later.

Does anyone have any boxes and/or paper we can use to move??

Bring Your Husband to Work Day

Last night, Phillip came with me to help screen at Trimble Tech high school in Fort Worth. It was a baseball game honoring a special senior who survived sudden cardiac arrest. I was interviewed by the paper. See article below.

Notice they call him my "colleague." Hahaha, they never asked who he was so they assumed. So I guess I should change the title to "Bring Your Colleague to Work Day".

It's been great getting to spend so much time with him this weekend - and we're not even through yet. He has today AND tomorrow off in addition to yesterday. Three days in a row with him!? Life is too good.

Heading to Southlake arts festival soon.

Link to Newspaper Story

The Apple and the Tree

Everyone knows my mom is a phenomenal cook. I mean, she is probably the best cook I know. She can whip things up from scratch or from a package with the same speed and ease. She alters even the simplest of recipes to suit her/our needs and makes it taste better. She has cooked dinner almost every day of my childhood, even after a long day of (and drive home from) work.

This brings up a great question... Does the apple fall far from the tree?

I'd like to think I'm getting to be a good cook. I am to the point now where I can follow just about any recipe and can even create some of the more complex dishes you see in cookbooks and online. But I'm not to my mom's caliber yet. I am just now starting to dabble in creating my own concoctions and with altering recipes.

Tonight, I made New York Strip steak (sans outdoor grill since we live in an apartment), macaroni and cheese, and homemade french fries. It was pretty good considering the obstacles! The steak took way longer than online forums suggested - cooking steak inside is always a challenge. Then I burned my hand on the skillet. Yeah, you shouldn't really grab a hot skillet by the metal handle. The lessons about avoiding burns are lessons I have yet to learn. I seem to burn my hand all the time.

I'm pretty proud of myself for tonight too. Phillip usually helps me cook because he really enjoys it. And I do too except when he speaks in a foreign accent and calls himself chef Felipe. But when I cook all by myself, I feel the most proud.

Basically, I deserve a trophy or a cookie or an appletini with a bubble bath or something.

Did you see what I did there? The apple theme in the post? Yep, tying it all back in. Apparently, I'm pretty good at being clever as well.