To Tell Or Not To Tell

In response to my earlier post about secrets, my friend Teresa Franklin-Kern created a key. I think it is hysterical.

Also, in relation to my secret, it’s not really a secret any longer.  One of my friends posted something on my Facebook page so the word is out.  (Note to self:  when I want to keep good news a secret, I should probably tell the people with whom I share said secret that it is confidential information.)

My big news (drum roll please)….I got engaged on August 7.

More big news:  We rented a house together.  It’s an incredible place.  4 bedrooms, 2-1/2 bathrooms (with a whirlpool tub in the master) on 5 acres of land bordered by Lake Lanier on one side & Corps of Engineer property on the other.

We are in the process of moving him into the house and I’ll be moving next month.  I hate moving.  And I’ve actually agreed to marry someone who hates moving more than I hate moving.  Worse, he is terrible at moving.  And he owns more stuff than any single human being should ever own.  Guess who gets to be the organizer.  Me.  Did I mention I hate, loathe and despise moving?

Know what I hate even more than moving?  Cleaning.  Guess what.  Our landlady (a sweet but rather ditzy person who lived there for twenty years and needed to move suddenly because her husband got a job in Florida) moved out without cleaning.  Seriously, I don’t think the oven has ever been cleaned since the place was built.  UGH!!  But it will all be worth it.  It will.  I swear.

Sooooooo…that brings me to another point.  Remember that post about creating a writing room?  That project is on hold.  However, this house we’re moving into has a much, much nicer writing room waiting for me to get creative.  Once I get the kitchen clean (which we worked on all day yesterday and still isn’t done).  I will eventually post pictures of the new and improved writing room.  Stay tuned.

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One thought on “To Tell Or Not To Tell

  1. Wow! Fantastic news. I don’t know which is more exciting the husband or the house. heh heh. They both need a little TLC it seems.

    I have a hard time deciding these things. I’m old—give me a break. The house on Lake Lanier sounds a little more appealing than moving in with, and sharing a bathroom with, a member of the opposite sex. 🙂 And I call myself a YA romance writer. My first thought on reading this, I admit, was, “What is going to happen to that writing room?” I’m a fat, old widow. Never mind me. My priorities are all messed up.

    Congratulations, and may the force be with you. And I really do mean that. What a wonderful adventure you are setting off on. I hope you are as happy with yours as I was with mine.

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