Welcome to my brain, where what is thought is spilled onto screen by way of flailing fingers with little regard to consequence. Okay, well… some regard. This is the internet, after all. Where selfies go to die.
Since I last put fingertips to keyboard, I have booked a wedding venue, gone and returned from London, traveled for work, hosted my family and fiance for Thanksgiving (sans cooking), booked wedding dress shopping appointments and begun the hunt for a wedding photographer. Also add in there the awesomeness of planning a bachelorette weekend for the Netstr and wondering how the hell I can help the fiance get moved down here in January/February. And that doesn’t even make mention of worky-work-related items that shall not be mentioned on this here bloggy-blog. Or the fact that the fiance and I started to dip our toes into house-hunting.
Anyone else’s heart palpitating, too?
Thank god for Xanax. Not really. But kinda.
Most times I hate repeating myself, but my mantra these days has become, “this is GOOD stress”. And it is. There will never be another time in my life where so much happy leads to so much self-inflicted, panic-inducing, wine-medicating, choose-your-hyphenated-clause sequence of events.
When recently discussing with my mom the potential insanity of buying a house while trying to plan a wedding AND be in a wedding, I said, “Yes, it will be ridiculous. And stressful. And expensive. There will be tears. But I know this is also going to be the best year of my life. One I’ll never get to do over. So why the fuck not?”
Because numbers can be crunched. Pennies can be saved. It surely will not be easy, not by any stretch. But during that talk with Mom, there came a moment when I decided that if 2013 was my year of Go Mighty with the world traveling and trying new things and getting healthy and happy, then 2014 is going to be the year of GO GET IT.
And as long as my honey keeps sending me adorable reminders like this, I know it’s all going to be okay. (Both of us agree – I’m the grumpy owl.)
What about y’all? What have been the craziest, most insane times of your lives? How did you get through it???