A rambling update (most likely)
It seems like big decisions don't like being alone and invites other big decisions along with them.
Which in other words mean my head is spinning with one (for me) huge issue after another. They're having their own street fighter battle up there, the job worries, the home worries and the wedding planning, each K.O'ing the other every other hour or so.
Last one first. We want to hitched sometime next summer, either early summer or first half of August. We looked at two venues for the reception yesterday, where one was absolutely frikkin perfect (very posh style mansion with very nice outdoor areas), and the other one was also very nice, but not as open to doing stuff ourselves (posh style "bygård", but not so roomy and not very nice outdoorsy). We want the first one and it's available one weekend in May, the rest is booked.
So what's the problem, you say? Well, my darling little sister has her confirmation that weekend! That's also decided a year in advance and because they're a small group, it's just that date that is available. And of course, she wants to do it in companion with her friends, which I totally understand, but waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh. How can it possibly be? That one single weekend that our absolute dream venue is available, is the only one weekend where my family has big things planned. Fuuuuuck.
The other venue wouldn't really be a let down either, honestly. But it isn't handicap friendly (which is important as Love has a relative who's in a wheelchair), and there is no nice lawn to pose on.
Today we're visiting the church and hopefully get to talk to a minister. In Norway, most people get married in church and it's sort of expected of us. My future mother in law nearly had her head implode when we suggested we might choose a religiously neutral alternative (as opposed to the city hall, which I suspect is very... dull). I sense a battle there already, oh my... But it boils down to me, because Love is fine with either. It's me who feel like it would be wrong of me to marry in church and to make such promises before a god and a son I don't feel any relation to. But at the same time I know a lot of people would be disappointed. Mum never married in church because she's catholic and dad's not, so they had to do it in the city hall and she's always told me she wants me to get married in church.
So if I do marry in church, you could see it as either me considering the feelings of my loved ones or me being a hypocrite. The last one sounded really bad though... *meep*
And now for something completely different!
Most likely we will be moving out very soon. The rooms on one side of the apartment... they stink, the floor has bulged upwards several places and the wall to wall carpet is cold and wet. Add these up, and you most likely have a huge problem. Our landlord wants to have someone look at it first before she gives us the go on moving out, which is driving me insane because we have an apartment available NOW that's good enough for the time being. It might not be available for very long, so we would have loved to move like, last week. Hopefully we'll look at a couple of other apartments today also, but generally there isn't much available at the moment. Oh joy... But in one aspect it is a good thing. We wanted to buy our own place fast, so that we could get out of this current apartment because it's old and needs a lot of stuff done to it. But we can't buy anything before I have a steady 100% job that I'm sure I want to keep, and that seems to take a while to get. So by finding a nice rental apartment now, we can probably wait until next summer, where the marked is slow and you can get a great deal, and we can get the wedding out of the way first and save some money. Apart from it meaning we'll be moving two times in one year, that seems to me to be a win-win situation.
This has probably been frightfully dull, sorry about that. But a worried Kjersti is a no-fun Kjersti, or at best, a morbid humour Kjersti. I can crack some mean jokes...
