The point is, even with what I plan, life has other things in mind. As I get older, the more ok I am with this. Yes, I want to have a plan (ask Julian how crazy this drives him, when I ask 50 times "but what's the plan?"), but sometimes that just isn't possible. My plans for the remainder of the summer for example? Pack up our apartment, move, and try to have a little fun! This summer has been so busy that I haven't let myself relax much and I am in dire need of a fun weekend.
This weekend should prove to be that. While it is planned to the max (old habits die hard I suppose), it's full of fun things. Friday night, Julian and I are celebrating our anniversary part 2 with dinner downtown at Level. Saturday, I have my friend's bachelorette party (and Julian has the groom's bachelor party the same day) which should prove to be a night of planned/unplanned fun. Sunday will be spent recovering, brunching and packing. We close in 2.5 weeks and move in 3 so lots to do.
I'm not really sure what my point was when starting this post, other than rambling, but there ya have it. I am a rambler.
|And because every post needs a picture, here is one of our little family on our first wedding anniversary. Wow these three years have flown by.|