laying it out for myself.

robiewankenobie has mentioned her immense dislike of Sunday nights and I heartily agree. I often find myself lying awake thinking of all that needs to be done and of course there isn't a damn thing I can do that moment to attend to such matters. I should just be smart and let it go and attempt to get some sleep but that would be the sensible thing to do and one just can't do that on a Sunday night.
I have many phone calls to make today. One of which involves hassling the Catholic church and me saying, "listen fuckers you gotta help me out here or I ain't breeding any future Catholics for you." (though I will communicate that in a slightly less uncouth manner.) I then should talk to the caterers and say, "this is the menu. How much will it cost me? OH MY GAWD." Then to talk to the cake person and say, "I want this, here is a loose idea of the numbers, It will cost me how much? OH SWEET JESUS!"

I should also communicate something to potential guests saying I need an rsvp about two/three weeks before the wedding maximum otherwise they aren't eating. People with potential monetary/scheduling issues should be allowed time. The rest? make up your mind. lazy gits. (I say that with love)

I should bake something today to occupy myself.

oh my goodness

Beeeeeeeeeeg sigh of relief.
Maria is my savior. This is why I am glad I picked her years ago to be my confirmation sponsor. She is pretty much like my Godmother. She is the super cool woman who gave me the Pride and Prejudice mini-series on tape for my birthday one year so she is a kindred spirit. I owe that lady a fruit basket. I talked to her and Mr. Jenner and I will do our pre-cana (pre-marital counseling for you non-Catholics) with the new priest. Father Topol (yes like the guy from 'Fiddler on the Roof') will be happy to handle all of that and it works with everyone's schedules and I won't have to have a complete and utter break-down.
I am at the point where nothing will stop me. I refuse to give up but I will still want to scream and yell and say, "what the fuck???" several times over.
I know I shouldn't make such a big deal but this is kind of a personal big deal for me. I have never been married before. There are a lot of people there and I just want it to be nice.

On a cheerful note? My Mother ordered things for my wedding dress. It will be pretty. I have the menu decided and I sent off a quick email to the people making the cake and they have a rough idea of numbers. Sweet.

Things are calm once again. We will return to the regularly schedule programming of incidents on the bus and at work, pretty things I like and food I made.

Tonight for dinner we are having quiche, spinach salad and chocolate bread pudding. Bake bake bake.

really

Who wants to help me con my way into a job that I am actually qualified for but I really don't have any solid references. In exchange for your hard work I will make you something.

grifting

I love how enthusiastic people are at the prospect of engaging in slightly unethical behavior.

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