The path to lemonade, part XV

Y'all, it's been forever since I continued this story! I think most people actually know the rest of the story at this point, but I do want to finish it.  Since it's been almost two months since I wrote about this lemonade journey, you may need to review.

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Things were falling into place! I had found a job and I was engaged. I had accepted the Baylor job prior to getting engaged, but I had started it knowing I would be moving to Georgia in about six months. I felt awful knowing that the job wouldn't be long-term, but I was reassured by my future groom that it was the way business worked.

And I really, really needed a job, especially since I had been out of work for more than three months and would be paying for the wedding.

So work I did. I worked my tail off. If you've ever wanted and needed a job and not been able to find employment, you know the exuberance knowing you'd be paying Uncle soon. It was fabulous!

My office didn't really train me up for the job they hired me to do, so I took matters into my own hands. I dove into what I did know and kept myself busy. Soon my bosses noticed and began to change my job to reflect what I was doing anyway - a whole bunch of PR-related tasks. After all, it was already what I knew how to do and I wasn't going to sit by and do nothing and still get paid. And I was having fun! My coworkers were fabulous and my bosses were excellent, not to mention I was working for my Alma Mater.

I would spend nearly every weekend driving to Houston to plan the wedding and spend my weeks working. It was back and forth and luckily, since there was a wedding on the horizon, Craig was flying to Houston once a month to get involved with the planning. I saw him so much! It was super busy, but super fun. I cut corners on certain things for the wedding (flowers - thank you to all my bridesmaids/sister-in-laws who helped assemble bouquets and boutineers!) and splurged where we thought it was important (having an evening wedding ALL of Craig's family would be traveling). We were not going to put this wedding on credit and start our marriage with party debt hanging over our heads and I think we threw a pretty snazzy party!

I remember the feeling I got when I told my boss that I would be leaving. Pit in my stomach! I felt like I was betraying my office. I was working on a very large task and it didn't seem like there was going to be enough time to finish it, but I promised I would get it as far as I could. Craig was asking me why I was working so hard for a company that not only knew I was leaving, but that I had only been working for for 5ish months. He just never met my office. I felt so blessed to have wonderful coworkers - it really does make the biggest difference in the world! So when the time came for me to check out officially...I stayed a few extra days to close out my task. I think Craig's head exploded. haha. But my office took notice, and I knew it. I was able to leave my job behind not only knowing I did a good job, but I also felt fairly confident they would give me a good recommendation when I needed it.

But before then...I had a wedding to attend, or something like that.

It was time to get hitched! And since Craig's dad told me I couldn't return him after the big day, it was a really good thing I was, and still am, over the moon with my amazing husband.