Yes this is my second post in a day. I have sadly forgotten to talk about how much I like my house. I really like my house. It is awesome. Like I said in previous post all I wanted in life was a dishwasher and a second outlet in my bathroom. I got a whole lot more then that!
Now a list of awesomeness from my house/ having a house:
I have a place to put everything! (That doesn't mean everything is in its rightful place yet):
It does not take me hours to do dishes. I rinse them and place them in a shiny white dishwasher that is all mine.
I have lots of outlets in my bathroom now.
We now each have our own room four our own respective junk. Mine being a sewing room!
I have beautiful twinkling blue and white icicle Christmas lights.
I don't have to scrape my car in the Winter anymore. Yay! for a garage.
There is so much space!!!!!
And many more awesome things....
We paid our first mortgage. That was fun.... but at least it actually goes to owning something. I have learned that even though having a house is nice it means that there is lots more cleaning to do. Not so fun.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Planning, Love/Hate Relationship
Once upon a time several years ago I had this grand dream of getting my Doctorate. I was very ambitious and ready to become an independent woman with several levels of degree awesomeness in hand. Then one day this guy came back into my life. He pretty much swept me off my feet. (Cheesy, lame, cliche, but it happened). Out through the window went the Dr. Mallory plan. Then I didn't really have time to make a new plan...... Ok lets be honest the only "plan" going on in my head had to do with a ring, a dress, and a new relationship status on Facebook (kidding). Then my wildest dreams came true (Thanks Pedro and Napoleon. Yes I just referred to a movie that was only cool for like three months.) We got married. Then I realized I needed a new plan.
Here is a hypothetical conversation from my head. Ok Mallory let's be honest here. You are awesome but realistically 8 more years of school probably isn't going to happen. Don't you want a family, a house, a job without two houses worth of student loans? So then I said to myself, Hey how about you just get your Master's degree. You kind of need it anyways if you want any chance at making enough money to feed your husband and 1 hypothetical child. You already are a good student and whipped through college in three years what's three more years on top that?
So now you know how I got to my current plan that I am trying to fully execute. The thing with plans well my plans at least is that they pretty much never work the way they are supposed to. Somehow, somewhere, someone likes to throw things into the mix. Then I have to do more planning of plans that I will probably never see the full fruitation of.
Marriage seems to make choice a bit more difficult. Instead of just considering my different options in life and how to plan them out I now have to plan for two people and maybe up to 12. (yeah..... (9 kids..... and a dog)......... right). Trevor I think perhaps enjoys the fact that I am slightly (*cough* we can only hope) crazy... about planning things out. He probably just enjoys the entertainment but i will pretend that he enjoys having me plan out both of our lives so he doesn't have to worry about it.
Anyways holy cow that all brings me back to what I originally was going to write this post about. SCHOOL. dun dun DUN. I LOVE it!!!!! It is so nice to be so entirely focused on stuff that is completely applicable to my career choice. I sit through four hour classes and actually can pay attention THE entire time! (Except for my current class due to a teacher that resembles Dolores Umbridge (Harry Potter) in every way) Everything I am learning is really fascinating and I can see it in my own life and see how it will help my future client's. Sometimes I will get really excited about random things I have learned in class such as the stages of mental development. The next time I see a "everyday regular person" in my life, which is usually Trevor, I will say Oh this is random but it is so cool and I have to tell someone! Then I will proceed to tell said person all about that random thing that they probably aren't very interested in. Yes I am and nerd and Yes that is how much I love school. Oh how nice it is to be in a place where I know who I am and where I am going.
I HATE it!!!!! Every single Monday without fail I tell Trevor I am going to quit. The reason is because I have a paper due the next day and have yet to write a sentence. I confess I am a hardcore procrastinator. So hardcore I have actually developed the awesome power of actually being good at it. It's Tuesday at 3pm. I have a 3 page paper on moral development due at 6pm. I have to also drive to PG in that time slot. No problem. I will whip the paper up and have time to spare to eat, do some dishes and check my Facebook. Currently I have a 6 page paper waiting to be written by Tuesday at 6. I haven't even thought of a title. That will be putting a bit of pressure on my procrastination skills. I am not bragging. This is all a confession.
I also don't like school because it gets in the way of my planning. I have to plan for my work and school schedule and Trevor's work and school schedule and divide that by one car. I also have to plan for a new job (crossing of body parts) and eventually an internship. Sometimes people try to plan for me. In the culture bubble that is Utah it is almost expected that after a sufficient amount of time (1 month up to 2 years) being married you should introduce everyone to your new bundle of joy. I was asked several times within months of marriage, by not a "everyday regular person" but by different somebodies "I kind of have known for years but not really" when we would be starting a family. Nunya. A small human being takes planning. Lots of planning. It, being the small human, also takes lots of time being taken care of. We do not have that time. I do not have that sanity (yet?). Honestly, my mom bought me two housewarming plants when we moved into our house, I can barely keep them alive. And all I have to do for those is give them sunlight and water. I think it is best for the sake of a human life to stay away from planning that life altering decision into my life just yet.
Okay this is officially the longest post on my blog yet. It kind of makes up for the short posts and lack there of.
Here is a hypothetical conversation from my head. Ok Mallory let's be honest here. You are awesome but realistically 8 more years of school probably isn't going to happen. Don't you want a family, a house, a job without two houses worth of student loans? So then I said to myself, Hey how about you just get your Master's degree. You kind of need it anyways if you want any chance at making enough money to feed your husband and 1 hypothetical child. You already are a good student and whipped through college in three years what's three more years on top that?
So now you know how I got to my current plan that I am trying to fully execute. The thing with plans well my plans at least is that they pretty much never work the way they are supposed to. Somehow, somewhere, someone likes to throw things into the mix. Then I have to do more planning of plans that I will probably never see the full fruitation of.
Marriage seems to make choice a bit more difficult. Instead of just considering my different options in life and how to plan them out I now have to plan for two people and maybe up to 12. (yeah..... (9 kids..... and a dog)......... right). Trevor I think perhaps enjoys the fact that I am slightly (*cough* we can only hope) crazy... about planning things out. He probably just enjoys the entertainment but i will pretend that he enjoys having me plan out both of our lives so he doesn't have to worry about it.
Anyways holy cow that all brings me back to what I originally was going to write this post about. SCHOOL. dun dun DUN. I LOVE it!!!!! It is so nice to be so entirely focused on stuff that is completely applicable to my career choice. I sit through four hour classes and actually can pay attention THE entire time! (Except for my current class due to a teacher that resembles Dolores Umbridge (Harry Potter) in every way) Everything I am learning is really fascinating and I can see it in my own life and see how it will help my future client's. Sometimes I will get really excited about random things I have learned in class such as the stages of mental development. The next time I see a "everyday regular person" in my life, which is usually Trevor, I will say Oh this is random but it is so cool and I have to tell someone! Then I will proceed to tell said person all about that random thing that they probably aren't very interested in. Yes I am and nerd and Yes that is how much I love school. Oh how nice it is to be in a place where I know who I am and where I am going.
I HATE it!!!!! Every single Monday without fail I tell Trevor I am going to quit. The reason is because I have a paper due the next day and have yet to write a sentence. I confess I am a hardcore procrastinator. So hardcore I have actually developed the awesome power of actually being good at it. It's Tuesday at 3pm. I have a 3 page paper on moral development due at 6pm. I have to also drive to PG in that time slot. No problem. I will whip the paper up and have time to spare to eat, do some dishes and check my Facebook. Currently I have a 6 page paper waiting to be written by Tuesday at 6. I haven't even thought of a title. That will be putting a bit of pressure on my procrastination skills. I am not bragging. This is all a confession.
I also don't like school because it gets in the way of my planning. I have to plan for my work and school schedule and Trevor's work and school schedule and divide that by one car. I also have to plan for a new job (crossing of body parts) and eventually an internship. Sometimes people try to plan for me. In the culture bubble that is Utah it is almost expected that after a sufficient amount of time (1 month up to 2 years) being married you should introduce everyone to your new bundle of joy. I was asked several times within months of marriage, by not a "everyday regular person" but by different somebodies "I kind of have known for years but not really" when we would be starting a family. Nunya. A small human being takes planning. Lots of planning. It, being the small human, also takes lots of time being taken care of. We do not have that time. I do not have that sanity (yet?). Honestly, my mom bought me two housewarming plants when we moved into our house, I can barely keep them alive. And all I have to do for those is give them sunlight and water. I think it is best for the sake of a human life to stay away from planning that life altering decision into my life just yet.
Okay this is officially the longest post on my blog yet. It kind of makes up for the short posts and lack there of.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Home Sweet Home!
We are just about settled in our new home. That does not mean however that everything is put away in the right place. We had a bit of a headache trying to close on the house and ended up closing five days later than we were supposed to. The day after Halloween we loaded everything into a Uhaul and took it to the house. With the help of my FIL and two little brothers we got everything into our garage. From there we put away in the house throughout the rest of the week. Buying a house is stressful. Moving is stressful. Writing a paper for a Masters class while in the midst of all of this is even more stressful. Luckily by some twisted stroke of fate the crap paper I turned in ended up supposedly being an A paper. I will take the grade and run. So we have spent the past couple weeks putting together our home. It is strange to think that we will be here for awhile. It is even stranger to think that one day far away our children will live and breath here. We love our house and are excited to build a home for our family here.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Piles of boxes
The boxes are starting to pile up in our front room. Packing is such a pain. First of all it has made me realize how much junk we have collected since we got married. I am trying to go through things and throw stuff out. It is quite the undertaking. Secondly I am pretty much to the point where I can't pack anything else up until the day we move. We close next Wednesday. Trevor plans to pick up our fridge and take it over to the house on Wednesday. It also has decided to move our bed and some essentials over so that we can spend our first night in our new house on Wednesday. We are so excited and a bit overwhelmed with everything that needs to be done.
I also have started my first class of my masters program. Holy cow it is a lot of work. Even though I only take one class at a time the workload is worth a semester full of classes and I do it all in six weeks! Although it is extremely stressful I love it! I love that I am learning about stuff that I enjoy and that will help me in my future career.
I also have started my first class of my masters program. Holy cow it is a lot of work. Even though I only take one class at a time the workload is worth a semester full of classes and I do it all in six weeks! Although it is extremely stressful I love it! I love that I am learning about stuff that I enjoy and that will help me in my future career.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
A house!!!
After several different offers and subsequent heart breaks for different houses we finally have a house! We were seriously about ready to give up. Our house is perfect for us down to the peach tree in the backyard. It has everything we want and need. Best of all there isn't anything we even need to fix. Even the walls are the colors I would paint them. All we need to do is buy a fridge and move in. We are set to close on the 28 of this month. Hopefully everything goes smoothly and we move in that weekend. We are excited.
Also after six grueling weeks of class I was accepted into my masters program! I was so nervous the past week so it was good to hear that I was "a perfect candidate for the program " it feels so weird to be to this point in my life. I kind of feel like I have finally met up with my future. For so long I have had this dream and now that it's finally here i can hardly believe it! I am a bit nervous and I should be nervous because the program is pretty hard. It will take me three years to complete and then two years to get my license. By the time I get my license I will have over 5000 clinical hours logged!
Also after six grueling weeks of class I was accepted into my masters program! I was so nervous the past week so it was good to hear that I was "a perfect candidate for the program " it feels so weird to be to this point in my life. I kind of feel like I have finally met up with my future. For so long I have had this dream and now that it's finally here i can hardly believe it! I am a bit nervous and I should be nervous because the program is pretty hard. It will take me three years to complete and then two years to get my license. By the time I get my license I will have over 5000 clinical hours logged!
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
The Bathroom Stall
I am telling this story because I was reminded of it today.
So a couple years ago ( k really I can't remember when) I was going to school at UVU. It was a daily ritual to go sit in the student center near the cafeteria upstairs and hang out till my next class. On this particular day I went to use the bathroom. After doing my business I tried to turn the little thing to unlock the door. It wouldn't budge. I tried several times. Apparently my little finger muscles weren't strong enough for said turny thing. I started to panic. How was I going to get out! I waited till every one had left and then made sure I was all alone because I knew whatever I was going to do to get out of that stall would be highly embarrassing. I decided to crawl under the door. I shoved my backpack under the door and got down on my hands and knees and the stomach. Gross. I crawled under the door and stood up unscathed. I washed my hands several times before leaving the bathroom. And that is how I made it out of the bathroom stall alive!
So a couple years ago ( k really I can't remember when) I was going to school at UVU. It was a daily ritual to go sit in the student center near the cafeteria upstairs and hang out till my next class. On this particular day I went to use the bathroom. After doing my business I tried to turn the little thing to unlock the door. It wouldn't budge. I tried several times. Apparently my little finger muscles weren't strong enough for said turny thing. I started to panic. How was I going to get out! I waited till every one had left and then made sure I was all alone because I knew whatever I was going to do to get out of that stall would be highly embarrassing. I decided to crawl under the door. I shoved my backpack under the door and got down on my hands and knees and the stomach. Gross. I crawled under the door and stood up unscathed. I washed my hands several times before leaving the bathroom. And that is how I made it out of the bathroom stall alive!
Things of somewhat interestingness
This month has been interesting enough it is deemed worthy of writing about.
I will start my masters program next Tuesday.... holy cow! I have so many thoughts running through my head about this but I don't know quite what to say. Maybe once I get the hang of things I will have more on the subject.
My mom went into Huntsmans yesterday and found out she has passed all her "tests". She is in complete remission and is expected to make a full recovery in 6 months. I can't even explain what a relief this is to my family.
We have been patiently waiting to hear about a house we have fallen in love with. It has been 5 weeks. We are supposed to hear back by Friday. Our fingers are crossed.
We went to the demolition derby on Saturday. I so badly want to compete in the powder puff division. I am good at smashing cars. So why not do it for some $$$$? I have decided to hold off my debut until my brother returns from his mission. More than anyone I think he will appreciate my performance.
That is all.
I will start my masters program next Tuesday.... holy cow! I have so many thoughts running through my head about this but I don't know quite what to say. Maybe once I get the hang of things I will have more on the subject.
My mom went into Huntsmans yesterday and found out she has passed all her "tests". She is in complete remission and is expected to make a full recovery in 6 months. I can't even explain what a relief this is to my family.
We have been patiently waiting to hear about a house we have fallen in love with. It has been 5 weeks. We are supposed to hear back by Friday. Our fingers are crossed.
We went to the demolition derby on Saturday. I so badly want to compete in the powder puff division. I am good at smashing cars. So why not do it for some $$$$? I have decided to hold off my debut until my brother returns from his mission. More than anyone I think he will appreciate my performance.
That is all.
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