So, I realize that some of my recent posts probably sound like I can't stand my family, or I'm not enjoying my time at home getting ready for the wedding, or whatever. And I feel like I need to clarify. I don't hate my family. They are wonderful people, and a great blessing in my life. Not many people get to have as awesome of a family as I do.
It's been nice being home and being around everyone, especially since I'm normally so far away from...everything. It's been fun to help with the finishing touches of wedding planning, and try to keep both my mom and my sister reasonably sane.
It's just getting...long. And it's been so busy. Honestly, I thought I would be bored. Not at all. There is so much to do. Granted, some of it is running to places like Target, Hobby Lobby, and the grocery store - usually all three, every day. It's dress fittings and laundry and organzing closets and doing trial runs of chocolate covered strawberries and and and. Because, oh yes, someone decided that it would be a good idea to have a freaking garage sale the week before the wedding. I'm not joking. My sister signed off on it, mostly I think because she wants to get rid of a bunch of junk before she moves. Which I guess is fine. But let none of us think this will be happening at my wedding. Really, though, I'm having fun, for the most part. But let's be clear: nothing about this could in any way legitimately be termed a "vacation".
I decided yesterday that the best way to get out of the house for a day, hopefully have a little peace and quiet, and not have to go to Hobby Lobby was to spend the day with my dad. So I went to work with him - awake at 5:00 am, out the door before 6:00. Yikes. Yes, there was coffee involved.
And since he sees patients all day, there was nothing for me to really do. Score. The other PT that works with him was not in today, so I commandeered her office, layed on the exam table, and read. All. Day. Long. About 11:30 we went to lunch, walked around a little, and then went back to the office. I took a nap, read some more, and then we came home. It was glorious. Glorious, I tell you.
Tonight, Melissa and Joey and Royal Pains.
Yes, I love the summer.