I want to preface this post by saying that my response to it, prior to getting engaged myself, would have been "Stop complaining! You're getting married!! What could possibly be wrong in your life?"
And then I got engaged.
And now I'm like "Shoot dang! This thing can beat you up! I might have been wrong...but I'll be empathetic now!"
As it currently stands, the wedding is still very much a figment of my imagination. The Caspercar is still stubbornly unresponsive and stuck in my driveway. I'm researching and trying to fund the purchase of a more reliable vehicle. My project at work is complicated and stressful and never going to end. (remember all those times i insisted everything eventually ends...i was wrong about that too). And my Ironman training is a bit lacking. <--more like a lot lacking
Just self-destructing here. Not a big deal.
I'm getting married though so none of it matters, right? Right!
Ha.
I'm craving the simple life. The life I had for a day last weekend. The day my Gregman took me along on our first "business trip" together.
He had deliveries to make in Corpus Christi and I spontaneously dropped my Saturday To-Do list and joined him.
Oh it was glorious!
My man. A chicken burrito. A really big truck. No sense of time. The open road. And lots of laughing and talking and forgetting about life's trials and decisions.
I like our relationship better that way. And I didn't hate being along for the ride while he did the work! Though I did, all by my lonesome, push 300lb barrels of chlorine pellets onto the fork-lift. You know, just to impress him and remind him how lucky he is to be marrying such a strong, studly woman...
And then I saw a space shuttle. And fireworks.
In my mind, tomorrow is going to be filled with road trips and burritos and fireworks. Remember how one day I'm going to be like "My engagement just flew by! I can' believe I've been married for __ years!!" That is not today.
Have a great day :-)
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