My Plans

i had my first meltdown. (as a bride-to-be, that is)

i was sitting on the floor in my velour sweatsuit, eating frozen yogurt (no, no not the cool, hip, Golden Spoon or RedBerry, but like an actual container of Yoplait yogurt that was frozen from being in the freezer) looking at some bridal magazines.

All of a sudden, the tears started coming :)

I remember in college there was always that quote that said, "Nothing good ever happens after 2AM. Ever."

Now, that I am wise and much older ;) I would like to revise that quote.

NOTHING GOOD EVER HAPPENS AFTER 10PM!

Like really, you decide at 11 PM it's a good idea to organize your closet, or rearrange the living room. An hour into it, you have an even bigger mess and you are ready for bed.

I was waaaay too tired, too crabby and too emotionally worn out to have ANY constructive thoughts. Let ALONE about planning a WEDDING.

I went to bed, and woke up feeling much better :)

especially because tonight, someone made me dinner, we went on walk to Mallards for ice-cream and these :)

no matter HOW many bridal magazines I read, how much I spend on my dress, how hard I try to prepare for the presentation at work, how many miles I run, how many sit-ups I do, I am not in control.

"Want to make God laugh? Tell Him your plans!"