I spent most of yesterday running around like some crazed super human trying to sort out my pc. It was approved but I needed to get it signed off and an access pass in order for me to get this thing in and out of the office. I had to sweet talk my way every step of the way. I was supposed to be on training for 3 days and on Friday I am on leave so I thought better to get it all done instead of leaving it for next week. Well instead of my stupid training lasting 3 days it lasted more like 3 hours and by 2pm I was back in the office. If I knew that I wouldn't have raced around like a crazed deranged woman to get everything sorted out. The person who thought that it would take 3 days to learn about one department was obviously smoking something - probably their socks.
Only 4 more days to go to the big do. I find myself getting nervous and edgy and scared and excited.
I have this friend. We have been friends since grade school, grew up together and share many memories. Over the years we have remained close but we went to different universities, I moved away from the place where I grew up in and we kind of pursued different interests. We communicate via email daily and share whatever is happening in each others day. During the time of my parents divorce instead of her being supportive she would call me to find stuff out only to go and relay the dirt to her mum and all her friends. These are woman who live desperate housewives sort of lives and will relish all sorts of dirt on other people. It was only after some time that I realised that she was doing this and eventually she and I had this huge argument.
T and I and had just started dating. I introduced them once and they got on fine. However she couldn't get over the fact that I had a serious boyfriend and everytime she called, she would say negative and deragotary remarks about him. Eventually I snapped and one thing led to another and we had a huge argument that left us not talking for about 2 years. I felt that she was this toxic person in my life and where I would have expected her to be supportive during a really crappy time in my life, she chose to judge and be nasty and cruel. We became friends again and things although we don't see each other often we chat daily. I met her a few weekends ago while I was out shopping. Although we not as close as we used to be we chat and share stories etc.
I mentioned to her that I am getting engaged over the weekend and she was happy and gushy about the whole thing. I asked her to keep it hush as I want to tell everyone like all our other friends after it's all official. I think the desperate housewives club already know and now everyday she bombards me with 99 questions regarding me and T, the engagement, the wedding plans etc etc etc. I will tell her everything in due course, but I don't like nosy people and that is what she has become. She is doing it all over again and it is really starting to piss me off. Maybe I am being a bit silly but after her history and tendency to want to know everything.
So I have decided to dodge all her questions. I don't want to answer stuff that I myself am not sure off. It's strange that she is married, has moved to the big city and is a qualified professional but that small town gossip tendencies and small mindedness is still so much there. It also shows how different we are.
I just feel that there is so much to do. I need to collect my dress from the designer. I had a dream last night that I went to collect it and he told me that it would cost an extra R1200.00. I was speechless and dumbstruck and panicked as I wondered how I was going to pay for the damn thing after spending R1600.00 on the whole outfit. Scary thoughts and dreams. My cuz's are so excited. They have been busy doing up presents for T. My mum and I went and bought the stuff last week and they are making it up into beautiful little gift sets. That is tradition - the exchange of gifts. I can't wait to see the ring. I was so confused about the one that I wanted and finally settled on one. So I am pretty excited about seeing it.
I must admit that I get very nervous. On Sunday I will be the centre of attention and I so don't enjoy that. Yes I love to talk and can't shut up but these are strangers and I get butterflies in my tummy just thinking of it. I don't even know what is expected of me and what I have to do. I have assigned my 2 nieces to sit with me and not leave my side. They are so excited. I was at their house the other day and they took me to their room and showed me their dresses and have already told their parents that they want to sleep over on Saturday night. They are so adorable. They were visting on Sunday and we made waffles with ice cream and syrup. They were just too chuffed. When I look at them I feel old. I was in high school when they were born. I absolutely adore them and not to mention their little brother who is only 3. He is such a little rascal.
Enough of me and my ramblings. I really need to go and get some work done....