The Accomplisher

It is seriously so difficult to keep up with this. I FEEL LIKE THERE IS SO MUCH GOING ON. but of course nothing I can't handle and of course it is like minimal next to the average human. I am just above the couch potato I am sure. so now that I have humbly downplayed my life... I will continue on.

I did manage a 25.6 mile bike ride on my Labor Day off slash on because let's just get one thing straight, unlike Eric, to the normal pathetic-but-at-least-we-try population, THAT IS AN ACCOMPLISHMENT. So I give myself 5 points for not just falling off my bike and blaming it on another earthquake as my body goes into short spasms on the concrete. **for the record he was proud of me.

It's the day after and my butt bones kill. I expect the rest of my muscles who-knew-I-had will all congregate tomorrow and decide to play dead. Good thing my job is designed for lazy people who sit in a cube and press letters.

Announcements are coming together. It has become one of those projects that I never wish to see again. I can't see it as beautiful because I've picked it apart a bazillion and one times and I'm just over it now.

(Side note: my roommate may or may not have just come out of the bathroom and luckily it's right across the hall - a mix of freshener spray & nasty stank is now making it's way OH MY GOSH SHORT LITTLE BREATHES CAN'T EVEN HIDE IT baaarffing now)

Back to wedding stuff... so yeah pictures this weekend. May turn out to be like hell on earth, but Eric is learning a lot of patience and he's actually good at doing things he puts his mind too. He's happy with the old one because he looks hotter than me. Obviously, this cannot go down. Beauty is natural - I just have to keep telling myself this.

I feel like in some ways I should do a DIY wedding How-To but for real women who are not high maintenance or who do care about their life after the wedding (I'm slowly convincing the world they want to be just like me), not a 15k or even 10k budget. Less people...less. And I may or may not still be concerned that we can fit enough people at the reception center... Some people just don't get to see our first dance - nbd. I am opinionated, don't get this mixed with high maintenance; I also can make anything work (or try giving it to Eric), but I just freak out about picking the best option. It's why I take 10 years to shop and I get everyone else's opinion, and blah blah blah. I feel like the bride is the only one who actually cares about the decision process. Everyone else just wants the decision made, the check paid, and none of them freakin care by the time it's all over. That's how weddings get. And that's why everyone will tell you to elope. It doesn't matter who thinks it's cute, someone else will think it's ugly and then you're left unsettled and indecisive.

My advice? Don't worry about being a people pleaser. Delegate to who's good at what. Give them the perimeters and just worry about what's most important, i.e. making yourself look hot, making sure you have an apartment to move into, and the ceremony. I mean set up the photographer, pick out your cake, and enjoy the honeymoon. People may talk about what they thought and blah blah blah - if they want to be brats, they will be no matter what.

Oh yeah baby. 60 days and it's wedding time.