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I just got home a little while ago from going to meet a friend for breakfast. I then saw the email that our printed wedding invitations are ready for pickup, which, had I known in advance, could have conveniently picked up while I was out that way. Now I'm psyching myself out and don't want to leave the house again to go get them. It's no big rush, but the bottom line here is that I'm too scared to leave my house again today. Like, I did one thing so now that's it and I'm done for the day because I'm an overgrown child. Great. Just great. I'll wait and pick them up tomorrow with Jesse I guess. When am I ever going to just get over myself and grow the fuck up?