I really do love being back online. It’s like returning to an exceptionally good book wondering, ‘Now where was I?’ only to a lesser extent. Anticipation or something… at least with blogging.
While I’m on the whole, ‘Now where was I?’ jaunt, let me advise:
If you are in university and planning on getting married, either take six months off and/or pay someone else to do the brunt of the organising. Unless of course you don’t mind having no headspace left for anything else. As much as you think it would be reasonable to ‘stop thinking about it all’ (because that would be and is obsessive) it doesn’t really happen. It lurks like black octopus gunk in the corner. True, I should cut back my evenings doing other things but that would eventuate in a ‘having no life’ situation which is also less than desireable.
Today however, I feel on top of things, even if I’m not. The poster for uni that I freaked out about didn’t do so badly and hey there is other homework to be done, but it will get done, it always does.
Flowers are still the bane of my existence, as none of what I like are in season (or what I know of), invitations have progressed to the ‘almost printed’ stage and I’m about to embark on yet another trial and error sewing experiment re: a veil, because I don’t know if I really want one yet and I’d rather pay $15 than more. I have looked up stuff online, and borrowed a veil that I could potentially use (which is a great length, but I don’t like the fluted edge) and to be frank, I feel a bit off a mooch borrowing someone’s ‘only item that they are keeping’.
The adventures continue! You could complain that you’re not seeing much else except weddings on here, let me redirect you to my brain and let you know that you’ve got it good, real good. You have the luxury of switching it all off.