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Today, as the title would suggest, is my moving day. Rather, my office moving day.

Because I’m transitioning into part-time at work, so I can be a full-time student, I’m being moved from my cubicle to an office usually reserved for interns.

At first, I saw this as kind of a downgrade.

I saw it as being kicked out of my desk (the one I’ve been at for nearly 3 years) and moving to an office that I’ll eventually be sharing (with an intern), all in favor of a new employee – who actually shares my name. Talk about feeling replaced.

But then, after a little dose of perspective (thanks to the bf, since I was being a cranky pants), I started to think along the lines of, yay! I get an office! And the intern and I won’t have the same schedule, so most of the time it’ll be my own! And I get a pretty flower to add a little color to the place!

Suffice it to say, I was feeling pretty positive about the whole thing.

And then I started packing this morning. It’s amazing how much stuff can accumulate over the course of a few years.

Not to mention the drawers I’ve filled, or all the shoes I’ve left at the office, at one point or another.

About 7 pairs, I think, at last count.

But, in keeping with the positive spin, lugging these boxes o’ stuff will certainly be my strength training for the day.

Plus, with an office, think of all the new privacy I’ll have for blogging! Priorities, you know.

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This weekend was exhausting – in a great way.

I was initially signed up to run the Cherry Blossom Ten Miler. I had so much fun last year – and it was my first longer race, to boot – that I couldn’t wait to do it again. But something came up.

Now, I don’t usually cancel on a race for just anything. Not only had I paid for it, but I love adding a new bib to my collection; I love the feel on race day; and I love the post-race celebration of brunch and mimosas.

But I also love my friends (*awwww*) and when one of them is having an engagement party, and another is having her bachelorette party, you can bet your ass that I’ll ditch my race and be there. Which is how I found myself in the car this past Friday on my way up to Philly for the second weekend in a row.

The engagement party – Saturday afternoon – was for my best friend. Hers will be the first wedding that I’m actually in, and I’ve been told that I’ll be giving a toast. Yay! But eeek. Luckily, I have until next March to plan for that – which also means that this isn’t the last that you’ll be hearing about it.

Then there was the bachelorette party for Gaff, who’s getting married in a month. I missed the first part – belly dancing (instead of last year’s pole dancing) – in favor of the engagement party, but I got there in plenty of time for more of the fun. Personality panties, bachelorette jenga (Kings rules written on jenga blocks – I highly recommend it), margaritas, and shots – all before leaving for the bar.

And then, of course, there were more shots:

the obligatory penis straws and glow bracelets:

This shot kind of reminds me of Captain Planet..."when our powers combine..." No? Just me?

some phenomenal dancing, and, of course, a bachelorette bar game. This one was a series of dares:

One of the dares: "Ask a guy to write his favorite sex position on your body"

Another of the dares? Ask a guy for a condom and blow it up like a balloon. Talk about fun bar tricks.

I may have been hurting in the morning, and still a little lacking on the sleep, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I can’t wait for the wedding(s)!

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