Summer is proving to not be nearly the break I've needed
I’ve had somewhat of a crazy few weeks. Kyle and I are in the midst of getting too many things sorted out and I basically just feel like I need a break. First, we now have a couch and a tv which I don’t think I mentioned before. It makes me super-excited to get moved down to Lubbock, probably even more so, because now I have an idea of how our apartment will look when we get there. But mostly I’m dreading getting moved down to Lubbock because so far coordinating what kind of trailor we’re pulling and how we’re affording pulling it is sending me into fits of madness that make me doubt my ability to ever become a grown up. Basically, my parents have had a crappy year. After an unexpected hip surgery at the end of last year, my parents have had all the follow ups for that fall under their deductible, plus this wedding, and now all the draintiles around our house need to be replaced so our basement quits flooding. That makes for an expensive time. And that’s all really stressful for them. Plus, Kyle and I are trying to orchestrate a move across two state lines (three or four for him, really) and by the time we get that done we’ll have to coast for a few weeks without really having a pay check. Ugh. I think everything is worked out now and we’re going to figure out how to come up with the rest of the money for the trailer if we can’t get any more help from my parents on it. But while that situation was still up in the air, I’ve felt basically ignored by his parents and my parents alike. I feel like people aren’t really treating me like an adult and I haven’t always felt like Kyle is on my side about it. But I am hoping that that is all worked out now.
Today, my brother ruptured his eardrum by jumping into the pool while he was working. I’m hoping it will all be covered by worker’s comp (and it should be) but it was still quite the stress when I was woken up this morning by my mom in a tyrade trying to get ready to take him to the hospital while he drove himself home. Ultimately, I woke up and put on jeans and took him to the hospital, where I promptly ran into a girl I knew from class while covered in cat fur in my previous-nights shirt without a bra on. ugh. So we got that all taken care of and Devon calmed down on the car ride there while I explained that I knew someone who had just ruptured their ear drum and devon seemed to have all of those symptoms. Turns out I was right, and now the poor kid is laid out on painkillers waiting for his ear to stop aching.
I’m also in the midst of helping square away the details of my bachelorette party (which I think is basically done) and figuring out if I am going to get to have a bridal shower. Basically, the manager at T-Mobile is a pain and won’t let Tonya off work that day so we’d have to have it at like 10 a.m. which is not ideal and probably makes it not worth having. I might look in to just inviting more people to the bachelorette party dinner and then going off to party by ourselves. Sounds like the best solution to that problem right now, but either way, I’m just sort of mopey about all of those plans.
On the bright side, I think I figured out where we’re going to get our flowers and it sounds like we’ll get a stellar deal on that. I also have an official inspiration photo for our flowers (thanks to indiebride.com). Kyle and I also figured out who our soloist is going to be (Mallory’s dad) and we’re clicking away at getting the programs complete and the invitations just need to be return addressed and then they are ready to go. Thank goodness.
P.S. I cannot believe I am at the stage of wedding planning where I send out invitations. Gracious.