So today, right now, at 1:13 AM, is the first time I have been able to breathe in weeks. And the only reason I am able to breathe right now is because I am ignoring the 5 billion other things I have to get done in these 10 short days. All day long I have been in a frazzled state of Rampage (No that word does not technically work there, but it's going to anyway). My poor little laptop is sweating from all it's hard work today. I made wedding Programs, Table Name Cards, Place Cards for the guests, and tomorrow I will be on to the next 17 things. Thank the Lord for InDesign and Illustrator. Without those marvelous Adobe programs I would be at a loss.
I have not seen Zack in 4 weeks. Seems to be a theme in our relationship maybe? Packing up all my possessions, preparing myself (& my wardrobe) to be in constant Summer all year round, and mentally preparing myself to say goodbye to every last human being I've ever known (minus the hubbs), I'm exhausted. I'm a homebody. I have a great family. I have a great group of guy friends. And I have a great best friend. Who's moving to Paris. For a year. Ouchers. My poor heart can't handle all this emotion.
With all that being said, September 5, the day of the wedding is our "goodbye" to everyone day. The day after, Florida will be my permanent residence. (Well, for the next few years).
In all seriousness though, I am so excited for this new adventure. Operation Viscomi Relocation. Zack has been having a blast making new seminary friends and meeting cool people. Apparently he met a professor who knew Einstein?? So I really am thrilled to finally be able to have our own place, be in each other's presence for more than a month, and Lord willing get my photography business off the ground in little old Winter Springs, FL. Prayers are apprecIATEd, for me and Zack, but also for this little one:
We are both moving to different worlds in 12 days, and Skype will be our new best friend I'm sure. Love you N.
PS-- Best bridal party ever right here.
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