Welcome to Pennsylvania...

Last night we turned the page to the next chapter of our book.

On our two year engagement-versary, we cleaned out our first apartment together -- our home for the last four years -- and drove away leaving the keys on the counter.

And today we slept in. For the first time in weeks, we didn't HAVE to wake up. We didn't HAVE to pack. Although there is a bunch to unpack, we decided that most of it could wait a day - we needed to rest.

It's nice to finally relax. Take a deep breath knowing that besides from the unpacking, it's over. No more running between houses. No more stressing about packing. Instead I can sit in our beautiful backyard and watch Sammy run off leash (something she could never do at our old house).

They say hard work pays off in the end and it definitely proved itself during this move. Hopefully the next time we move it will be to a house in our name!

My life, lately. Also known as: Why I've been a bad blogger...

I've obviously been absent from here lately and although I'm normally just too lazy to open my computer or have nothing to write about, this time it's legit.

Lately...

-- I found a second job that is closer to our new apartment. I'm going to keep working at my first job, just not as much since it's going to be a 45 minute commute.

-- My first job's manager quit on Sunday. Talk about a circus! If I didn't have enough stress before, I sure do now.

-- Between the two jobs, I'm working 62 hours a week. Goodbye life, hello paychecks!

-- In the midst of all this, I'm still going to the new apartment as much as I can to clean and begin moving stuff in.

Until we fully move and I get a post together, you can watch our new home updates on Instagram,

username 90PercentBlonde #shamelessplug

-- I've come to realize how much complete crap a person obtains when living in the same place for 5 years.

-- Our DVR is 85% full. Maybe one day I'll have time to watch stuff again. And by one day, I mean definitely after this move takes place.

-- Sammy knows that something is up but isn't quite sure of what yet. Nothing a visit to Grandma and Grandpa's (so we can finish moving) won't fix!

And although I am stressed to the max, I'm happy to be starting this new chapter of our lives in good 'ol Pennsyltucky!

It's ok Thursday...

 

It's ok...

 

... to start packing even though we are still 44 days out.

 

... to have two shows recording on the living room DVR and watch something else upstairs since there is three good shows on all at the same time.

 

... to only cook twice this week. What? I was away overnight the beginning of the week!

 

... to not workout. At all. In the last month.  #backproblemproblems #whyamihastaggingonmyblog

 

... to bathe Sammy at home as much as I want for the next month. The dog hair in the drain won't be my problem! Muahahaha!

 

... to cry over the fact that Army Wives killed off Claudia Joy.

 

... to have spring fever. So far it's been 45+ degrees for 6 days. We even had the windows open in the house the other day!

 

... to have waaaaay too many shoes yet still want more. According to Beau, not ok.

 

... to be more than excited that there is a Starbucks between the new house and my work. No more going 20 minutes out of the way!

 

What do you think is ok this Thursday?

Clean hair, don't care...

Let's talk about shampoo and conditioner for a second, shall we?

And before you think 'I wonder how much she's getting paid for this' the answer is a big, fat nothing!

A few months ago, I went to Target (I know, shocker) and since they had just opened their market section, they were handing out bags of samples when you walked in. Most were sample-sized items except one... John Frieda Full Repair Conditioner.

After one use with my normal shampoo, I knew I had to go back and get the shampoo to go with it. Since then, I've purchased more bottles of it and got some of my friends turned on to it.

This stuff is legit amazeballs and only $6! My hair was so soft and shiny after just one use. It's safe for color-treated and chemically-treated hair and helps with damage made by curling/straightening.

Call your sister. Call your best friend. Call your boss.
Don't call your enemies -- they deserve nasty hair.

Take my warning though... Once you use it, you'll be hooked!

Sick. Still? Again? Something like that...

I know, I know... Once again it's been weeks since a new post. Want the run down of my life? Sick. Sick still... Sick again... I'm not sure which to classify it under but what I had came back with a vengeance! I am so ready for spring and summer to be here -- obviously my body can't handle the weather fluctuations.

So I'm not a complete Debbie Downer, I'm blogging from the beautiful Poconos today! It was just for overnight and I'm getting ready to head back to NJ but it's nice to get away for the night. Nothing beats sitting on the porch, drinking tea, while looking at mountains even though it's only 55-degrees and partially cloudy.

In other news, our landlord was able to re-rent our house after the first showing!
::insert hap-pay hap-pay hap-pay dance here::
This means I don't have to worry about anyone else tramping through my house while my family and I are still residing there. We are hoping to start moving stuff to the new place soon (holiday stuff, stuff that won't be needed in the next 45 days)!

That's all for now -- off to enjoy the last few hours of mini-vaca!
(And lets be honest here, I have to make it home in time for The Bachelor finale!!)