It finally happened!

Well, I am married! The wedding turned out beautiful. Everything went smoothly. Getting ready for the wedding, we were all pretty relaxed about it. My bridesmaids came upstairs and found me kicked back on a rocking chair just reading my book. I wasn't around the rest of the house once my hair was done, so I didn't really know what it was like, but all the comments were about how surprise everyone was at how relaxed everything was and how it was hectic and stressed.

Grant and I went to the Anniversary Inn down in SLC for the weekend. We went out to grab lunch and went to Temple Square. The only problem was, both of us forgot casual shoes, so I was wearing jeans and a t shirt with my heels, and Grant was in a t shirt, jeans, and his shiny, black shoes that came with his tux. My feet were on fire when we reached temple square. I could feel the blisters starting. We opted to stay in the hotel for dinner. Another thing about the hotel is we discovered the existence of ninja maids. I heard them talking. Their supply closet was right outside our door. However, we never saw them. They would knock on our door when they delivered our breakfast, but when Grant opened the door, they were nowhere. He even ran to the door on the second morning and looked both ways down the hall, and there was still no sign of them.

Upon arriving back to everyday life on Monday, we realized that we had a lot to do. We opened all of our present, but since we are staying with his parents for a while, we won't be using a lot of them until we move out, so we need to figure out where to store all of those. We also need to finish getting me unpacked, but we both lose motivation very quickly to get much done. We at least cleaned the room so we could move around. When I moved all my stuff over on Saturday, we just threw everything in there as quickly as possible so we could help get ready for the wedding. But that's clean now. I've been still looking for a job, so I've been in charge of cleaning while Grant is at work. I definitely need to improve some hahaha! And I guess Grant's mom is going to set up a cooking chart where we'll be taking turns making dinner. Honestly, I'm not looking forward to that. I don't really like cooking, and I'm not all that good at it. But while we're staying here, we need to help out with anything they need since they're not charging us any rent.