Since I'm posting more I thought it'd be polite to introduce myself. I've been lurking forever on the Nest, and this is by far my favorite board. Ya'll can call me Little Red, or K, Little, Red, or whatever really. You'll notice I love commas in my writings.
Fun facts about me:
- I'm 23, done with college, married, and relocated to a new state. Which was awesome. Also important: I am a redhead.
- I have a background in Criminology and work with victims of domestic violence; I also work 3rd shift so you'll notice I post at very strange times. Which also means I probably won't respond to this until this afternoon when I get up.
- I have a pet lovebird that is more tame than most cats.
- My hobbies include traveling, drinking wine (or beer...or any cocktail), working out, and eating good food. I hate corn and mushrooms.
- The worst year of my life was my engagement. I have many fun stories from it if ya'll ever get bored around here feel free to ask. Cliff notes: My family went crazy. DH got in a showdown with my mom. Fun times were had. All is well now though.
I've been lurking forever and have been inspired to be more 'social'. So 'hi' everyone.
Also, I adore Kuus and Hindsight. And pretty much everyone else.
Feel free to ask me anything. I shall leave you all with a fun story that happened this summer:
DH and I went home to visit, and while we were there my parents threw a bbq. My mom ran into my old friend/bridesmaid Julie, whom I haven't spoken to since the wedding (more fun stories with her...my bridesmaids almost pummeled her at my church).
I was surprised to see her, but tried to be nice. She didn't take much time to run down everything she hated about my wedding: my hair, my veil (which was my mother's), my dress, my makeup. I managed to ignore her and enjoy my burger.
Then, DH walks up and greets her, asking her how she and her husband Ron have been. She immediately looks at my husband, pauses, and replies, ''Actually, Ron doesn't like you at all. And you know what? Neither do I." Um, wtf? First of all, he was asking how she was, not of her opinion of him. Second, who says that?
She attempted to try to justify saying that by saying she ''still held a grudge'' from when my DH and I broke up when we first dated (which had lasted a month, years ago, and I was only 18 at the time; we definitely were past that). I promptly showed her the door and we haven't spoken again since.
Re: Small Intro
How long is this "forever" you've been lurking for?
Maybe its because I haven't had my morning coffee yet, but you seem a bit like a pretentious, drama-loving beebee to me.
Not really. I usually avoid confrontation/drama. The issue with my friend...well, we had known each other 7 years. Things have been going down hill with her for awhile, that was just the final nail in the coffin.
I kid you not with the wedding drama. My family went crazy. The real issue was that we had always been -thisclose- and I had a severe lack of boundries. I started making my own decisions without their consultation/advice and started having a bit of privacy and they felt, um, left out/left behind? They felt pretty threatened by my DH and accused him of trying to drive me apart from them.
Example:
After graduating I decided to work 2 jobs and get my own apartment near my university (my parents live 2 hours away). My family wanted me move home until I got married, and I declined as I wanted to live by myself. My older sister proceeded to call me and cuss me out, saying: "K, you are such a f'in biitch! You're not going to afford your student loan payments next year and mom and dad will have to pay and they'll lose their house! You're so incredibly selfish! What is wrong with you? Just f'ing move home!'' I still cannot make sense of her rant/anger toward me over wanting to live on my own for a bit, plus my student loans had quite a long time before they came out of the grace period.
Oh jeeze how long have I been lurking? I have no idea. Long enough. It was always too much effort for me to actually create an account until now.
My life now is pretty quiet/uneventful. I spend my nights working, days sleeping. Weekends I see friends and go on a date with DH. All my really good dramatic stories are from a year and a half ago thankfully.
Hello, LittleRed.
How did you meet your husband? Why does your friend hate him? Why did he get into it with your mom?
So if you've been lurking for a while, you already know the general feeling regarding 23-year-olds who marry their HS sweethearts.
Grace periods are only 6 months, and if your parents cosigned a loan for you, the would have to pay on it to keep their credit from tanking. I get wanting to be independent and live on your own but it doesn't sound like you could afford it.
Also, I adore Kuus and Hindsight. And pretty much everyone else.
HEY SUCK UP!