So here’s the thing: typically when I actually take the time to blog, I focus on my travels and adventures, and basically nothing else. Hence the title, “Holmes Away from Home.” But one of the things I hate most in life is playing catch-up. Playing catch-up in my journal, playing catch-up blogging, and quite honestly, playing catch-up with friends. That may sound horrible to say, but I’m typically the first to admit that at times I have horrible thoughts and am kind of a terrible person. In a very relative, only with the things I say and think sort of way. Dang it. Now I feel the need to explain. Which is stupid, because typically the people who actually read my blog know me well enough to know exactly what I’m talking about. But hopefully, over time, as I try to just write freely, other readers might come to understand what I mean. But anyways, I digress. I understand that sometimes it’s necessary to give back stories for things to understand the context of what’s going on in someone’s life, but typically, I really just care about the here and now, other than major life events of course. And I don’t think that’s a bad thing. And I don’t feel the need to defend myself. So I’m going to stop.
And now that I’ve written more than my professor-required 200 words per blog post, I’m just going to say that my life has been absolutely losing-my-mind insane for the last... Month and a half. Really it’s been longer than that, but I’m just focusing on the post-Dominican Republic part of my life. P.S. I lived in the Dominican Republic last fall doing ILP again. But all it takes is a quick look at my Facebook or Instagram pages to see that. Once you get past all of the lovey-dovey, Christmas, and wedding posts of course.
Basically, weddings take over your entire life and make you go crazy. Now, it’s possible that that’s not the case for everyone, but I don’t know that I’d believe anyone that said that without the support of at least 17 witnesses. The list of things to do is literally never-ending. Once you get through the “essentials” and the “it’s all I’ve ever dreamed of” lists, you go to the “would be really nice” things and then to the “non-essential, but would make it so much cuter” list.
Here’s the biggest thing I learned while planning my wedding: literally everyone will drive you insane at some point. Your fiancé. Your parents. Your best friends. Your in-laws. Yourself. Everyone. Maybe with like, one or two exceptions. And I would bet good money that those exceptions are hardly, if at all, involved in the wedding planning. That’s why they’re your saving graces. That’s also why they don’t understand why you’re going crazy.
One of the best things in the world for me was simply having a significant amount of time every day to be all by myself, doing whatever I wanted to do. More often than not, that meant multi-tasking by doing something productive for the wedding and watching Gilmore Girls, but I did what was necessary. And after the wedding is all over, you have that lingering stress effect that I’ve only ever experienced in 2 circumstances: finals/midterms, and really busy times at work. You know what I’m talking about. It’s that thing where it’s all over and there’s nothing you can do, but you still feel stressing. And you randomly catch yourself having a panic attack, trying to figure out what you forgot and what you need to do. Don’t worry. It’s normal. At least normal for me. So take that however you’d like.
Also, P.S. I can’t promise that all or even any of these blog posts will be meaningful in any way. You can pretty much expect them to be my ramblings. And if something else comes along, you’ll be pleasantly surprised. You’re welcome.