Alright, Mr. DeMille...I'm ready for my close-up.
Ugh. I feel like an absolute drama queen lately. I have just been over-sensitive and touchy, and the smallest things are making me either shriek with rage or collapse into tears. David deserves a freaking medal for what he has to put up with sometimes. But I can't even blame it on the move...we are right on schedule, and are ready for the movers when they get here tomorrow. I'm just busy, and stressed. Next week is the NOISE mid-tour break, and it is coming at exactly the right time.
I played for a big wedding today, and it was really beautiful. I used to never get why people cry at weddings, until I got married, and now I feel emotional at weddings even if I am just there to play and don't know the bride and groom very well. If I feel sappy and sentimental at the weddings I work at, or at the weddings of casual friends, what am I going to be like this summer when someone who I heart the shit out of is getting married?
Tonight is David's and my last night in the first apartment that we shared as husband and wife. Goodbye, Victorian Court...
I played for a big wedding today, and it was really beautiful. I used to never get why people cry at weddings, until I got married, and now I feel emotional at weddings even if I am just there to play and don't know the bride and groom very well. If I feel sappy and sentimental at the weddings I work at, or at the weddings of casual friends, what am I going to be like this summer when someone who I heart the shit out of is getting married?
Tonight is David's and my last night in the first apartment that we shared as husband and wife. Goodbye, Victorian Court...