So what have I been doing?
Let's see....
I've been working with Gollum constantly...

And he's come SOOOO far ! ! ! !
He's been spending most of his time these days in our master bathroom. He only has to be crated when we take our showers in the morning so he's got a window to sit in and a whole room to stretch out in all to himself.
My big boy now climbs right into my lap and, when he's not doing that, he's attached to my side. He and J aren't buddies as of yet...but they're getting better.
This coming Wednesday he goes in for his procedures (neuter, declaw & dental) and he'll have to stay there a couple of days to recoup.
I only hope that he doesn't regress as a result of having to have all of this done and being away from home for a couple of days.
The good news is that once he's all healed up he'll be able to be lose in the house and we can complete the final phase of kitty integration.
WHOO !
I can see the light at the end of the tunnel ! ! ! ! !
The ex-"friend" and I are still going back & forth via e-mail.
I'm willing to crack the door open for her, but she's got a LONG way to go if we're going to get to a point where we resemble friends again.
I told her that I'm engaged and her response was all "CONGRATULATIONS ! I'm SOOO happy for you !" which I find funny seeing as how all she ever did was try to convince me that J wasn't good for me and that I should break off my relationship with him.
So I'm seeing what happens from here...
The wedding planning is continuing to take up an INSANE amount of time...
We're nearly at the end of trying to nail down our vendors - one left to decide on - and then we can relax a little bit.
My exercise kick is continuing much to my joy !
When I get into this "zone" I know it's something I'm going to stick to...almost to the point of obsession.
12 years ago when I was heavier than I should've been I got into this "zone" and I PEELED all that weight off. Though, I did perhaps "overdo" it seeing as how I was doing 2 hours of aerobics EVERY day and landed myself at about 95 lbs. by the time I got out of the "zone".
I don't think, by any means, that I need to get THAT skinny again...just tone up and peel off some of this fat I've collected over the past 10 years or so...
I've got until April 8th to shed some of this chub of mine...that's the day I have to go get measured for my dress...I certainly don't anticipate being at my goal by that time (I'd have to stop eating and increase my exercise up to that 2 hours per day to get there !) but at least I won't be as embarassed when the seamstress asks me to strip down to nothing so she can measure me. ;)
What else?
Let's see...
Work is INSANE right now both in workload and thanks to an incident on Friday which left me having a breakdown at my desk. I wanted to go home 1/2 day as a result of the drama, but after talking to my boss and going to a lovely lunch of Indian food with him, I didn't waste my vacation time and stuck out the rest of the day. It's been SUPER high pressure as of late and, with the "incident" on Friday I just cracked which TOTALLY ticked me off seeing as how I take pride in the fact that I can typically handle a lot of stress.
It's frickin FREEZING today.
It's so bitterly cold outside that it's the kind of cold that gets into your bones and just stays there.
ICK !
What happened to that lovely weather we were just having that was up in the upper 60's?????
And I think that about covers my past week.
Today is one of the rare days when I don't have much going on.
Unfortunately, J's father has held him captive most of today so on our day of "nothing to do" we've not spent more than an hour or two together.
You see, J decided to FINALLY get his father and best friend down to the tux shop to get them measured and have their tuxes put on hold for them. This was supposed to be about 1 hour of the day. They went this morning. As is typical, J's dad pulls the old "I have something I want you to do for me and I'm not going to TELL you until the last moment so that you won't say no". He was getting appliances delivered today and he asked J, while they were doing tuxes, if he'd help him move the appliances into the house. J called me to let me know he shouldn't be more than 2 hours as a result of this. Uh huh. 3 1/2 hours later I called him. They were JUST leaving the store ! ! ! ! ! We are now at nearly 5 hours and J's STILL not home.
I am NOT happy in the LEAST.
GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRR.
And his father WONDERS why I don't like him ! ! ! ! !
I just WISH J would tell him NO every so often and "lay down the law" about how his dad needs to give him ADEQUATE notice rather than springing this shit on him once he has him "captive".