out of whack
I'm all out of whack. I've been back from Spain since Wednesday evening and I feel weird. Mary's brother's wedding is probably the nicest wedding I'll ever attend...it almost makes me want to start looking for the real deal. Some fishy text messages I received while over there kind of pushed the notion as well. The entire experience was so overwhelming. I had to deal with Mary's huge bitch of a sister and walking on pins and needles around her for an entire week didn't help. Getting to see the three Gaudí buildings was almost surreal...I couldn't believe that the houses I studied in school I actually had the opportunity to go into...but felt rushed because nobody wanted to go in with me and they waited the entire time outside. If I could do the whole thing over, I would nonetheless. I'm so tired right now and it's not even 10:00pm...I think I'm just going to go to bed. Being with Marys family was so stressful. I love them and all, but it was just crazy. It's a good thing I don't have high blood pressure...or maybe I do now. I feel different.