Yes, you read right. I’m finally getting married to the man of my dreams, Brian (Laureate Earl Chancey) Crayton. We will be getting married this year on November 20th. We were planning on waiting until next year, but Brian just didn’t want to wait any longer and he can’t stand the thought of going into the new year without being married. So here we are 4 months and 20 days away from the big “I do”. So much work to do, planning, and money to be saved. BTW: We’ve launched our own wedding website at SweetVanillaSugar.COM.

We aren’t having a big wedding, but it still costs. I don’t want to be married in a church, and neither does he so we are going to rent a hall. If we would’ve waited until next year we would’ve gotten married outside, but it doesn’t matter. I love him so much and I’m glad that my dreams are finally coming true for once.

We’re also looking to move. Hopefully next month. I don’t think I can bare another month living in this ragged attack. We have mice, we live with a ghetto prostitute, and 2 old farts that have no respect for anyone in this house! I brought my cat Saphire here and the other night I could’ve sworn I saw a mouse on the bed. I was having a hard time settling down and then something told me to look over. When I did I saw a dark shape that was the equivalent size of a small rodent coming towards me. I quickly grabbed Jeremiah off the bed and jumped on the couch. Waking Brian up and turning the light on the rodent seemed to have vanished. I haven’t slept good since. I really think this place is making me lose my mind.

In other news I completed my first session of classes with an A. I’m really proud of myself and I hope I can keep at it on the same path good grades.

I’m also considering quitting my job soon. Brian wants me to, and I do and I don’t at the same time, but after finding out that despite how much a work and my previous experience, that I’m getting paid less than everyone else, I just might do that. I mean I have experience working with the MRDD population. Willing Hands work me like a Hebrew slave (6 days a week at times). When the owner and supervisor went on vacation a girl called off, and then the new girl they hired never came. I covered all the shifts to the point of even being the only worker in the house for a whole month. What’s the thanks that I get? To be paid $8/hour, while my best friend with no experience gets hired at $8.25 and another girl is hired at $8.75. WTF?!