Back from the wedding, which was perfect and gorgeous and ate up my life for the past week, really. I'm sooooo not recovered, and there is sooooooo much to do here before leaving for FL tomorrow. I don't know if I can make it through the day without a nap, and the boy keeps calling wondering if I want to get together before I leave.

Answer: Of course I do, I just don't know if I can handle it all and be sane for the plane ride tomorrow. Kill me.

If I kill my chances with this boy because I have The Most Fucked up Schedule Ever, I'll sort of lose it.

Checks to deposit, laundry to do, flyers to write, bags to pack. It's overwhelming.

I danced my ass off for 10 hours straight yesterday, then drank for another 3, then woke up this morning and had brunch with the family. Is there no rest for the weary?

Posted by twids at 3:20 pm