Closed For Mental Refurbishment, Please Check Back In Spring.
I need a t-shirt: "I survived the two weeks from hell AND the wedding that went on all weekend."
The wedding was okay, there were a lot less of my family members there than I'd thought. Which was actually fine. Most of my extended family on that side at least are very Idaho and I never know what to talk to them about. Since the bulk of the wedding guests turned out to be Chinese family members of the groom, who didn't seem to have any expectation that I should talk to them at all, I mostly just hung out at my table and blended in. There was a family brunch thing at the bride and groom's hotel the next morning, which I dragged myself to and was really sorry I ate. Hotel-food is horrible. Omelettes made with WAY too much greasy oil. I never felt quite right all the rest of the day and I woke up at 5 am with nausea this morning.
I'm not in the mood for Thanksgiving this week, nor in the mood for my dad to be hanging around wanting company. I love the guy, but I've just had too much family and too much hectic demands and too much stress. I am needing my quiet, contemplative Dark Time. That's what this season is supposed to be for. I just wanna curl up and read books till spring.
The wedding was okay, there were a lot less of my family members there than I'd thought. Which was actually fine. Most of my extended family on that side at least are very Idaho and I never know what to talk to them about. Since the bulk of the wedding guests turned out to be Chinese family members of the groom, who didn't seem to have any expectation that I should talk to them at all, I mostly just hung out at my table and blended in. There was a family brunch thing at the bride and groom's hotel the next morning, which I dragged myself to and was really sorry I ate. Hotel-food is horrible. Omelettes made with WAY too much greasy oil. I never felt quite right all the rest of the day and I woke up at 5 am with nausea this morning.
I'm not in the mood for Thanksgiving this week, nor in the mood for my dad to be hanging around wanting company. I love the guy, but I've just had too much family and too much hectic demands and too much stress. I am needing my quiet, contemplative Dark Time. That's what this season is supposed to be for. I just wanna curl up and read books till spring.