Bleh, I say!
I hate Mondays. I hate rainy Mondays even more. I hate rainy Mondays where I wake up late the most. My clock kept saying "8:54" which is what I have my alarm set to. In reality, when I finally woke up enough to recognize that that was probably not correct, it was 9:36. Bleh. Oh well. I made it to work on time, and that's what matters.
I'm planning on doing a date night with James tomorrow night. He and I have been so freaking stressed out these past couple of weeks that we need the time to reconnect and just chill the fuck out. They say that the last couple months before the wedding are when a lot of couples start losing touch and start falling apart. I can see that coming and I need to stop, regroup, and reconnect with James. I love him. I need to remind HIM that I love him.
It just occured to me that August FLYING by. Holy shit...is it REALLY the 20th already? Holy crap. Okay, so, yeah. I've got a lot to do...Like get my veil over to David's. Maybe I'll have my sister take care of that for me.
Money has me really freaked out right now. Especially since I just did the math. I'm over estimating on the reception hall...but we are SCREWED. Unless some one cuts loose with some major cash flow...we're fucked. Great. Like I needed another ulcer. I need to think about this and come up with a plan. Makes me wish I hadn't blown my stupid investment portfolio back when I moved to Iowa. FUCK.
I'm going to write to my dad. See if he's got some more dollars he can let loose with.
Dammit.
I'm planning on doing a date night with James tomorrow night. He and I have been so freaking stressed out these past couple of weeks that we need the time to reconnect and just chill the fuck out. They say that the last couple months before the wedding are when a lot of couples start losing touch and start falling apart. I can see that coming and I need to stop, regroup, and reconnect with James. I love him. I need to remind HIM that I love him.
It just occured to me that August FLYING by. Holy shit...is it REALLY the 20th already? Holy crap. Okay, so, yeah. I've got a lot to do...Like get my veil over to David's. Maybe I'll have my sister take care of that for me.
Money has me really freaked out right now. Especially since I just did the math. I'm over estimating on the reception hall...but we are SCREWED. Unless some one cuts loose with some major cash flow...we're fucked. Great. Like I needed another ulcer. I need to think about this and come up with a plan. Makes me wish I hadn't blown my stupid investment portfolio back when I moved to Iowa. FUCK.
I'm going to write to my dad. See if he's got some more dollars he can let loose with.
Dammit.