As much as I love the AR tracks in my group fitness classes, when our over-worked hearts and lungs get to take a break at the expense of our muscles, I don't want to have to actively recover from a weekend in which I've driven back and forth to Los Angeles twice. I want to passively recover from such a thing, like, by not leaving my bed until Tuesday.
Unfortunately, it's already Wednesday, and as you can see, this is the first down moment I've had to update, let alone hibernate. So bear with me while I do idiotic things like using the word "hibernate" and then the word "bear" and then suddenly thinking I'm clever.
The good news is, we've made some progress on the wedding the past few days: both my shoes and the bridesmaids' shoes are ordered, as are the favors; we've picked out readings and finalized the music for the ceremony; we started dance lessons with Evan's parents last weekend (which explains one of the two trips to LA); I started a course of microdermabrasion yesterday morning (because I'm vain like that); and I'm meeting with Dawn, my amazing big sister and wedding coordinator, tonight, primarily to catch up on the last 15 years of our lives, but also to check in with the nuptial timeline, and possibly embark on yet another wedding-related project.
It kind of makes me think: if I had known a year ago how much actually goes into planning a wedding, would I still have started planning one? Maybe - well, probably - but it's a tough call.
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