I'm wearing silly pink pants...
...because I'm happy.
Because I no longer have to work at Margaritas. Because I finally get a job that I'll enjoy for a change. Because everyone I see at that restaurant I hate makes me want to stab them with a knife, and my new job downtown will only be fresh new faces - changing every few minutes.
Because the wedding plans are flying now, and coming together, and I have no more anxities of it all falling apart last minute. Because my family is turning out to be more supportive and helpful than I could have imagined. Because Steve and I are awaiting an order of Chinese.
Because I have the best apartment, and the sun streaming through the windows makes these pants even pinker.
Because everything in my life is finally in place, and I've never been happier, so it just somehow seems fitting to wear silly pink pants.
Because I no longer have to work at Margaritas. Because I finally get a job that I'll enjoy for a change. Because everyone I see at that restaurant I hate makes me want to stab them with a knife, and my new job downtown will only be fresh new faces - changing every few minutes.
Because the wedding plans are flying now, and coming together, and I have no more anxities of it all falling apart last minute. Because my family is turning out to be more supportive and helpful than I could have imagined. Because Steve and I are awaiting an order of Chinese.
Because I have the best apartment, and the sun streaming through the windows makes these pants even pinker.
Because everything in my life is finally in place, and I've never been happier, so it just somehow seems fitting to wear silly pink pants.