This here is a screen shot of the time I finished writing tonight. Oh my GOD.
Today. Today. Ugh. Today.
I had another gig for outreach today. Then I came home, stuffed Milk Duds and popcorn into my fat mouth, and wrote wrote wrote until I went to Tuesday movies with the fam.
Then I came home, and Alex and I sat down and he held my hand while I finished another packet. It's now 1, and Alex is asking if six hours of sleep is enough to function on a grown-up level.
Tomorrow is looking like it's going to be just as busy. I've got working out in the morning (gotta fit in that wedding dress somehow, especially if this Milk Dud thing keeps happening), then I've got a meeting with my Matron of Honor and Maid of Honor about the bachelorette party, then me and said Maid of Honor are gonna go write the rest of the night.
There's just so much going on. It's really overwhelming. At least I had like two days last week before things got crazy again, huh?
Here's to Day Six! 100 days to the wedding. Almost a month until Europe!
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