I didn't intend to stop blogging, but last Friday, my body went into "energy conservation" mode. Everything I do is slow and plodding, because it's harder to panic at that speed.
I don't stress mentally, in any event. It's all physical, and the "wedding sickness" started Saturday. Granted, that was also "regular life" stress - after loading up the car meticulously to use every square inch of space to its maximum potential, we hit the road. The drive was going well until our car died 45 minutes away from our destination. Fortunately, it was in a small town, so we weren't stuck on the side of a busy, hot asphalt highway as we waited for my dad to show up. Fortunately, the car was still driveable (albeit in second) so we made the slow, plodding drive at half the speed (however that speed just made me irritable). My baby is fixed now, as it was both an easy and inexpensive problem, but I do hope that is my only bad luck.
Especially since yesterday morning I got a call for a job interview the day of my wedding. They were willing to reschedule for today, and while I initially jumped on the offer, and quickly scrounged up an outfit (guess what I didn't do! Pack for every possible event!), I did come to my sensed this morning. There will be another job interview, but there will not be another wedding. Since I wasn't too keen on the position anyway (it's what I'm currently doing now on a public scale, but with a private company), I'm certain it was the right decision.
Instead, I'm going to buy a couch, get my nails done and just try to do this whole: "Be a bride" thing people keep yelling at me to try.
(This pic is from our car extravaganza - our attempts at avoiding sunburn failed)