to do

all this week, the only thing i can think about is this. 

my stupid to-do lists. i feel like i can almost hear it laughing at me.

but i'm always resistant to complaining about wedding stress because, well, people get married every day. and by making the choice to *have* a wedding (instead of eloping like smart people), i think a certain level of stress sorta comes with the package.

so i really really enjoyed this excerpt from mindy kaling's book that i read on heart of light.

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"a note about me: i do not think stress is a legitimate topic of conversation, in public anyway. no one wants to hear about how stressed out anyone else is, because most of the time everyone is stressed out. going on and on in detail about how stressed out i am isn't conversation. it'll never lead anywhere. no one is going to say "wow, mindy, you really have it especially bad. i have heard some stories of stress, but this just takes the cake."

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for me, it's a good reminder that when i feel like the pressure's on, to take some deep breaths and power through. everyone's got their own shit going on. so try to stay afloat and do what you can.

oh yeah. wine helps too.

sunday sunset

i don't know why.

maybe it's just me.

but i find myself getting anxious on sunday nights.

it started when i was a kid.

and even though, generally, i liked school, there was always this overwhelming sense of dread/panic that came over me on sunday nights.

my parents weren't big on tv.*

but on sundays?

on sundays, we'd all gather around to watch bob saget host america's funniest home videos.**

it should have been a treat, watching tv. 

but all i could do was panic about SUNDAY.

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fast forward two decades and i still get that feeling.

even if something awesome might be happening on monday.

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these pictures were taken last sunday.

it was warm out.

the boy and i were driving around together.

my brain told me that it was time to get anxious.

but the beauty of the setting sun

and me, holding hands with the boy i love

while listening to the radio

made me remember that it's ok.

you're not so scary, sunday.

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*and now i watch it allthetime.

**i was always secretly hoping he'd trip over that fake living room set