Hey! I know you may be shocked that I’m posting two days in a row after two months of being horribly inconsistent at blogging, but I am determined to be better. And the good news is that I have even more motivation now that my blog is being sponsored by Katie over at Chalk It Up to Better Luck for the whole month of August! She writes one of my favorite blogs so make sure you go check her out.
This past weekend I realized that since getting married, I have probably gotten weirder. The thing is, Colby and I got super lucky. Leading up to our wedding, we had a pretty solid idea of where we were going to end up. I had applied to graduate school to do student affairs and I was accepted to two schools, one in Flagstaff and one in LA. The plan was to stay in St. George for the summer and then move to one of those two places. However, after visiting both of them, we didn’t feel too good about either option. So about a month and a half before we got married, we scrapped the whole thing and started from scratch. It was pretty scary.
It led to us, on our wedding day, still not knowing where we were headed. We had both been applying to jobs all over the place but nothing was working out. I made it to the final interview stage for what seemed like my dream job, but the other applicant was selected over me after three or four weeks of interviewing and waiting. We left on our honeymoon with nothing but high hopes and Colby’s parents’ house waiting for us on our return.
Long story short, I ended up getting a call from Fit Marketing on our honeymoon, interviewed the day we got back, and we were moving to Salt Lake within a week and a half. Colby got his job as sous chef at the Roof shortly after, and we were set. Overall a pretty lucky string of events.
The only thing that’s not so lucky is the amount of time I spend wandering the rooms of our small apartment on the weekends. As a chef at one of the most popular and fanciest restaurants in Salt Lake City, he rarely gets weekends off, so I’m forced to come up with ways to entertain myself for hours at a time. (When I’m not hanging out with friends or family, of course…) I’ve come up with a few killer ideas, though, so if you’re bored, this is the perfect resource.
• Go to the gym. Avoid the girl with pink hair that forgot she can’t workout because she just barely got a pedicure.