I always thought that if I got married (Big emphasis on the IF) I would be totally and completely prepared for that would entail. I would have been done with school, had a solid career, enough money to support myself, and enough common sense to actually plan on getting married in the near future...
But of course now that is not the case. Right now I am juggling summer school, planning a wedding, being broke, and being hours away from my close friends and family.
It's a little more than stressful. I have hours upon hours of homework each night (Go figure when I am only taking 3 classes) I only get to see my fiancée for maybe two or three hours a day (he's working 12 hour shifts to pay off my ring and pay for the honeymoon. Bless his heart) and I am reduced to a diet of pasta every day. (is it still possible to maintain my weight to fit into my dress when I eat two bowls of that carbalicious goodness a day??? Please say yes.)
I have tried getting a job. Believe me. I even went as far as to apply to be a technical writer for an IT company. I then thought of doing the internship route just for the experience and have heard back from no one. So now I have to resort to dip into my savings just to buy food to last me the week.
My family has been very generous in sporting me through school. I will always be indebted to their generosity. But my allowance only stretches so far and I hate asking for more money. I have even debated donating plasma but my dad is very much against it. And him being a doctor I think it's in my best interest to listen.
Sometimes I just sit at my desk with my head about to explode with how many things I have to worry about floating around in my head. Sometimes I get to the point where I want to call it all off and say "Let's try again next year."
But then I look down at my beyond gorgeous ring and feel all of the love that Clay has put into it. I feel all of my worries slip away. So what if I hardly ever sleep anymore? So what if I gain some weight? So what if I can't afford to buy makeup? I am the happiest girl in the world and in three months I get to marry my best friend who doesn't care if I wear makeup or not. I know I have some challenges right now, but in a few years they'll be insignificant.
I love Clay so much and can't wait to marry him.
Right now it's 11:30 at night and I have about 3 hours of homework left to do. So I'm going to make some mac n cheese and relish in the glow of my ring.
Oh goodness I don't even know where to begin. I am so deliciously happy.
I guess I can start where we met. It is actually kind of a funny story...
I had been living in Utah for about a month and a half already. Enjoying the mountains, taking summer classes, making lots of new comrades and trying a lot of things I had never done before. Things like outdoor rock climbing, country dancing, learning to drive stick shift and playing soccer. Now I had played soccer before mind you, but when I was six. I was on the Blue Dragons team and I absolutely hated it. My little sister Eliza is a whiz at soccer so I've been around it my whole life, just never had much of an interest in playing. This was until the world cup started and soccer became the cool thing to do...
Suddenly I was playing in the parks with groups of friends, buying shin-guards, and requesting help with shooting techniques.
One day my friend Matt invited me and my roommate Noelia to come play with him and some of his friends at a park, and that's where it all went down. Clay was Matt's cousin who had recently returned to Utah from selling pest control in Oregon. Apparently he was intrigued at first sight, but I didn't take much notice of him. It wasn't until I accidently kicked him when I was trying to steal the ball that I first noticed him. During the rest of the game he would run up to me and complain about how his leg hurt. I would apologize profusely again and again but I knew that there was no way I caused any real damage. After the game he somehow got invited over to my apartment and everyday since then he would come up with excuses to come over. Once I even got dropped off by another date and when I opened my apartment door, there was Clay sitting on my couch waiting for me.
Since that day we have spent maybe a total of 15 days apart.
Which is rather amazing considering how quickly I used to discard guys I used to date, but Clay is most definitely different.
I have never had a guy pursue me so fervently and still not get jealous or even upset when I claimed that I still needed to continue dating other guys to be sure that I wanted to be exclusive with him. Clay was so patient and hardly ever complained. He waited six months for me to finally consent to be is girlfriend.
Since then life has been pure bliss.
Sure we've had our ups and downs as every couple does, but now I can't picture my life without him. He has made me the happiest girl in the world. He never ceases to surprise me and always makes me laugh. He is the hardest working man I know and is extremely loyal to his family. He may act like a five year old half of the time, but it's one of the things I love about him. I am so excited to see where our life together will lead.
So everybody get ready for September 3rd (our wedding date).
I don't know about you all, but I really really don't like winter weather. This probably comes from living in Las Vegas for 11 years, but I am definitely more accustomed to milder winters. But now the snow has melted and you can actually feel the sun on you. Nevermind that it's almost the end of March. So now thoughts of summer are filling my head. I know I'm getting a little ahead of myself, but I can't help it. Here is a list of things I am looking forward to in the summer:
Summer semester (the population at UVU drastically changes over the summer. You can actually find a parking space!)
Getting to sleep in everyday
Hikes up in Sundance
Reading for fun
Wearing skirts and shorts
Tuachan (We'll be seeing the Little Mermaid!)
The Bahamas (In August!)
This will be the last summer before I graduate, crazy I know. So I am planning on making the most of it.