I worked 11 hours yesterday and will work 11 or 12 hours today and oh my word, how do people do this EVERY DAY OF THEIR LIVES. Sure, the wedding stuff I’m doing all night when I get home is adding to the tiredness, but everyone’s got something to do after work: tend to babies, clean, cook, live, etc. I cannot comprehend how the people who do this daily manage.
Bowing down to every soul who works more 50 hours a week because that is my threshold and after that my eyes start to burn. You deserve gold medals and a parade in your honor.
Raise the minimum wage! Provide healthcare! Regulate the entertainment and other industries insane hours! Power to the people!
*falls asleep standing up*
I get it now. I understand. Because so help me Heaven Above, if ONE MORE PERSON says ” that sounds great, but I think it’s nice when….” in regards to wedding plans, I will go bridezilla on them, I WILL. Especially when I did not volunteer this information or ask for their opinion. THEY asked ME.
It is mind-blowing the number of people who inquire about wedding plans, only to immediately critique them. EVERYONE’S A CRITIC. And everyone wants things THEIR way but no one wants to pay for that or do it.
I’m getting married in a month. Now is not the time to change things or take on new, large projects or change course. At this point, it is what it is and I am OKAY WITH THAT. Rest of the world: please get the memo.
And for Pete’s sake, I’ve moved us and we’ve both started new jobs during this process. That was so stressful that I just started having periods again after a four month absence. AND THEY’VE FORMED ONE GIANT SUPER PERIOD. Anyone will have a meltdown when they are on a period that is the accumulation of four months of hormones. So do not test me over trivial details like programs or place cards. Do those affect if I actually wind up married at the end of the day? THEY DON’T??? Then I don’t care about them; get over it and move on. Take twelve million chill pills, world.
HATERS TO THE LEFT. BRIDEZILLA, OUT.
**starts crying and apologizing to everyone within earshot and pleads “I just need a nap.”**
Started a grease fire in a pot while trying to make popcorn on the stove to eat while watching American Ninja Warrior with my fiance. Cleaned up mess, started the popcorn over, and enjoyed it with a glass of white wine.
- Finish planning this wedding and get freakin’ married already. We’re ready for the Palm Springs Honeymoon. Only 2 months to go!
- Read more
- Take Jim to El Cholo and King Taco
- Everything in our apartment is technically unpacked, as in it is not in boxes. Now I would like to make sure all of it has a home. And not a home on the living room floor.
- Get a dog
2013 was the year of wedding planning, weight loss (20 pounds for me, 30 plus for Jim), new jobs and moving. 2014 will be the year of the wedding and the year our brand new niece (due in April, or maybe May - I am bad at remembering things). 2014 will also be the year of the unknown, as all new years are.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to do some things with the 50 yards of lace I bought recently and try not to lose my mind (any more than I already have).