206 // Summer Time Simple

I returned to work today and hated it. Not my job, or the people, just having to be somewhere and having to do something. I’ve always hated that part, but the feeling is especially acute after a break and all-consuming after you’ve gotten married and all you can think about is how you’d rather be with your wife in your home to wallow in life and love together.

So, I left early hoping to head home to write. Very few words made it on screen or paper but some words are better than no words so I’ll take it. I napped some and cleaned like I always do when I am alone. I think I’d like to read later too and to cook dinner for my wife when she gets home. I guess—now that I think about it—that is what I love most about summer. I can pretend for a while every afternoon to live a simple life.

 

205 // A Life to Plan Now

Between the residual stress of wedding planning, the new stress of big life changes on the way, more than a week of hardly any sleep, and forgetting to take at least one dose a day of my medication and supplements every day for more than a week…I’m not doing so well.

I had to take another day off of work. I think I disappointed my boss by staying home but there really wasn’t much I could do. They weren’t going to give me enough hours to make it worth it and I would have been uncomfortable and useless the whole time, anyway.

So, I’m resting, and cleaning the house some more, and working on writing some small something if I can. I’m starting new drafts and finding a way to pick up where I left off. I’m choosing a new big project and reformatting my to-do lists now that I no longer have a wedding to plan. I have a life to plan now.

204 // Everything is Perfect

I’m three days into married life and slowly coming back up for air and getting back online.

I apologize for disappearing the way I did but the closer I got to wedding planning the less time I had for anything else including sleeping and eating let alone writing. Something had to give. But I’m back now and looking forward to getting back into the swing of things and moving forward in ways I hadn’t been able to these past few months.

The wedding was just wonderful. I’ll post more about it Sunday when my thoughts are gathered and my emotions smoothed out, but for now, I will tell you I loved every minute of it, even all the parts that went wrong and so much went so very wrong. My vision for the day wasn’t quite realized, but it was a beautiful, intimate, heartfelt, and fun occasion, and that was all I had asked for. So, I am a married woman now. I have a wife and I am a wife.

Everything is still the same and so different too.

Everything is perfect now, the way it always was.

188 // I’m Ready, I Think

13 days left! Less than two weeks now.

Today was a strange day. I got to witness the Colorado Renaissance Festival and though I found it impressive and charming, I also found it to be bat shit insane. I’m glad I went, but I’m confident I will never have to go again in my life.

I had no time to write again today, and I doubt I will for the foreseeable future. No coffee share post this week and next week is even more questionable.  I’ll simply say now that the week was long but good, and the weekend was even better, almost perfect. We’re still working hard to plan and on top of the wedding, there are more big changes to come. Big changes that are both good and bad, or rather scary. Big changes I can’t talk about, yet.

This week will be stressful. I’ve known that for a long time and accepted it. I’ve accepted there will be sleepless nights, worn nerves, and even a few angry blow ups and lots and lots of tears. I’m ready, I think.

 

187 // Profoundly Disappointed

14 days left! Exactly, and only, two weeks to go.

The week has gone now, and I have had no time to write anything at all. My journal posts are going up late and I’ve gotten nothing drafted for the coming weeks. I miss writing. I miss the time I used to spend exploring ideas and thinking on the page. I miss feeling like I had something beautiful or interesting to share. I miss having a direction.

And now it looks like my essay a week writing project/challenge will have to be postponed. I don’t know why I thought I could start a new project right now when every moment I have free from work or sleep has to be spent on the wedding. I’m profoundly disappointed but I am trying not to hold it against myself. My expectations were just too high.

186 // It’s for the Guests

15 days left!

The countdown has been going on for a while now, but we are so close I start shaking when I think about it. It’s strange to think that in just over two weeks I will be a married woman. It’s strange to think that everything is going to change, and yet nothing will change at all.

I’m freaking out beyond words over the wedding. I’m so afraid of so many things. I’m afraid to look dumb. I’m afraid to sweat to much. I’m afraid to say the wrong thing. I’m afraid that my guests will be bored, unimpressed, or somehow offended. As I’ve said many times before today, the wedding may be mine, but it isn’t for me. It’s for the guests and all I want now is for them all to be happy.

185 // Freedom for Who?

The 4th of July has never been a holiday I celebrated as feverously as the rest of the population. I appreciate the break from work and the fireworks are neat too but all I can think about is the fact that while this country was fighting for freedom slavery was still legal.
I keep thinking about who this country was freed for and it wasn’t for all Americans. It wasn’t for half of my ancestors at least. All people on this land were not considered Americans and still aren’t.
But, I love this country still. I can’t escape where I am from and despite the past, I’m happy to be here and now. I love this country though I don’t think my country loves me back as much.
Our 4th was good, even if we didn’t end up celebrating it as wild and as enthusiastically as other Americans. I got to visit with my sister for a while and the first of our families coming in for the wedding arrived tonight.
The illegal neighborhood fireworks were spectacular this year as well. The exploding lights in the rain, against the lightning, and completing with the thunder made for a 4th I know I will remember for a long time.

184 // We Will Be Okay

I’m still feeling good after yesterday’s walkthrough with the caterer and though my to-do list keeps growing and growing the weight of the big day has been lifted off of me. There is now the possibility that I can stick to my timeline and I now know that clean up after the event is taken care of as well. Expenses continue to add up as well but even if we end up a bit over budget, I know we will be ok.
Sometimes things ending up badly is as much of a relief as them ending up well because at least they are finally ending. 

183 // I Pledge

Planning this wedding has taught me a lot about friendship and community. I’ve learned that you will probably never mean as much to the people who mean the most to you and the people who would give everything to be there for you are never the people who you think of first. I’ve learned that perhaps I’m not a very good friend either and that I have perhaps let some very good opportunities for connection pass me by.

I’ve decided I am no longer chasing people who keep me at arm’s length. I pledge instead to embrace the ones who always offer open arms to me. I pledge to be less insecure and more vulnerable. I pledge to trust my gut and take leaps of faith. I pledge to give those who express interest in being a part of my life the chance to and to allow those who clearly want to leave the opportunity to do so easily and quickly.

182 // Thank You

Breaking up with friends is just as hard as it is in romantic relationships. You invest yourself in them, mentally and emotionally. You love them. You open up to them. You trust them and want to give and share all that you can with them too, but sometimes they let you down. They cross your boundaries. They lie. They take you for granted, and occasionally they just ghost you. It hurts. I’m hurt.

Wasting time in any kind of relationship is awful but knowing as soon as possible the true nature of the people in your life is a blessing. I wish I had known right away, but I’m glad I didn’t find out years from now longer. Now I have a better grasp of what real friendship looks like and a clearer vision of who my real friends are. Thank you.