Sunday, January 23, 2011

My life is mine again...

Well, sort of.
I was warned about a month ago that it was normal if I felt a sense of malaise after the wedding. And recently I've seen several articles online and in magazines talking about this phenomenon. Apparently after spending upwards of a year planning the "perfect day," getting back to real life can lead to the blues.
Thankfully, I have not experienced this. In fact, I felt a sense of release once the wedding was over. Now, don't get me wrong. It was the most beautiful event I could have wanted. The night was wonderful and amazing, and now I'm married to my best friend.
The release comes in knowing that all the planning, all the meetings, all the time consuming little details are OVER.
My life is mine again.
I spent the first week exhausted. I can't imagine taking our honeymoon right now. I wouldn't have had the energy! So I tried to get back into my workout schedule, and returned as many borrowed items as possible. This weekend I read Susan Elizabeth Philips much-anticipated Call Me Irresistible, and loved it! Today, after Ray left to drive back for work tomorrow, I ran errands, hit the gym, read. I relaxed for the first time in what felt like months.
Most importantly, I feel like writing again. I feel like I've had time to refill the well, finally, and that I can be creative once more.
And all I have to say for that is Hallelujah!

I'm starting small. My friends know I like to have weekly goals for myself. A guideline to keep me on track and moving forward. These same friends were the first to kick me in the rear when not meeting those goals almost sent me into a corner to rock back and forth. Now, those same goals energize me. They are small, manageable, but infinitely doable. And that's just what I need right now to get myself back in the saddle.

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Sunday, January 09, 2011

Winter cleaning...

Some people go through a major cleaning in the spring. I like to do it in the winter. This year, it has been a month long process of pulling out sweaters I really shouldn't wear any more, and finding a new home for the dishes I won't be using soon.
Today marks one week before the big day. How am I spending it? Cleaning. And I'm strangely excited about this. It's like by cleaning the condo today, I'm leaving it open for all sorts of wonderful energy tomorrow and for the rest of the week. Plus, then I'm not panicking about how long it has been since I vacuumed when my grandparents insist on seeing the new couch.
Do you like cleaning? Does it refresh you or repulse you? Inquiring minds want to know...


Monday, January 03, 2011

<a href=";from=sp&amp;vid=079cd314-c39a-451a-88de-697f7c5c4548" target="_new" title="Happiest Penguin Ever">Video: Happiest Penguin Ever</a>
This is kind of how I'm feeling this week. In a good way, of course. Lots going on, and not a lot of time to just stand around and enjoy it all. Still, it's all for a great reason, so I'll take it. Less than two weeks, my friends, and life will change forever. Or at the very least, I'll have an additional ring to weigh my hand down.
Happy New Year to you all!

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