Our hell ends every weekend.

I know my crytpic words are frustrating, but I'm a bit superstitious. I'm also still bummed about last night, and I only hope a phone call comes through tomorrow with good news.

So, I'm trying to think positively. As my dad told me last night, "You're the optimist of the family!"

I am excited because tonight Jesse and I are purchasing a couch! For the past year (since the previous couch's demise due to dog pee), we've been living off a small futon my parents got me for Christmas for stay-over guests. We threw some cushioning on it and it became our "couch." It's not a couch. It's a small, very uncomfortable futon with NO back support. It sucks. I'll be sure to post before and after couch pictures.

Other things I'm postive about: the weekend!!!, AGAINST ME! on Saturday night, Jesse and I cracking down on the wedding planning this weekend, and again, it's the weekend!!

I need to find a picture that makes me happy now...if I find one, I'll post it. I'd say it's unlikely, given my irritable mood today, but that would be unoptimistic of me!