I have intended to blog. I have several scattered notes floating around my house and any one of them was destined to be a brilliant, ok… passable post. I can’t juggle all the balls in my life and this blog is one I willingly dropped.
Is that progress that I’m not offering up excuses? Sorry blog readers. You’re just not as important as other people and the other things that are taking up my time.
Here’s the good news, though: the end is near. I should rephrase that so Steve doesn’t get upset. The beginning is near? Two weeks from tonight I will head up to Okoboji to prepare for wedding weekend. The planning has been fun. Putting the plans into action and carrying out all the details has been less fun.
I’ve decided productive adults do use lists. In order to remember things and actually finish them, I have to write them down. I have surprised myself at the organization skills I’ve acquired thanks to balancing wedding prep with ongoing work responsibilities. I’m far from perfect, but I’m better in some ways.
I’m not better at relaxing. I can’t sit still anymore without being attacked by thoughts and “to-do” items. I haven’t lost the desire to exercise or write but neither one makes it high enough on the priority list to be a part of my life the last few weeks. That sucks. I’ll return to both after the wedding.
Tonight I’m living from 3 houses. I’m dogsitting at my mom’s house. Most of my possessions and my two cats are at my house. Some of my clean laundry is at my fiance’s house. I don’t know how kids in joint custody situations ever remember what house has what things. I do dishes at one house and feel relief from having a clean house but then I go to the other house and sigh at the dirty dishes in the sink there.
Right now it’s very much one day at a time, remember the big picture and survive on as very little sleep as possible. I cannot sustain this pace or this stress level much longer. In a lot of ways I feel like I’m at the end of a long roadtrip, in need of sleep and pressing on for the last 100 miles of a dream. Home will feel nice and I’m almost there.
Anyway, there’s an update. I’ll pay attention to you all later.