On travel

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Home again

Well, for the second time in a week and a half, I’m back home in New York. The Iowa trip was pretty successful! I saw everyone (who was in town) that I wanted to see, spent time with the fam, took our engagement pictures (no, I don’t have them yet, so don’t even ask), had a wedding shower (AKA, had an excuse to drink wine and get presents) — the fiance and I even won the newlywed game we played. Though, to be fair, we sort of had an edge since we’ve had the least amount of time to forget everything.

Our party faces.

But, as always, it’s nice to be back. Even though, for the most part, our wedding is basically planned, there are a few things left to do that I’m a little anxious to get started.

Here are my goals for December:

1. Work out. A lot.
2. Get my dress altered (I have an appointment on the 4th).
3. Book our honeymoon.
4. Figure out tasting, cake, and decor with our reception hall.
5. Find a florist for my bouquet.
6. Order the flowers for my maids bouquets.
7. Make boutonnieres and corsages for moms. Oh, and figure out something for flower girls.
8. Have my wedding band made/get the fiance’s ring.

It sounds like a lot listed out, huh? Welp, let’s get started!

Holiday Eve Post

The last day of work before a holiday is almost alarmingly reminiscent of the last day of school before a holiday; no one wants to work, everyone goofs around and eats nicer snacks, and 70 percent of the class (er…office) won’t even show up.

What I’m saying is, it’s almost fun to go to work on these days.

Don’t get me wrong; if my boss was like, “Ya know what? We’re starting vaca a day early. Don’t come in to work. Surprise!” I would not be sad. But I kind of like working in that relaxed environment, and you rarely get new assignments, so the whole day stays pretty chill.

In other news, we’re Iowa bound tomorrow morning! Tonight I need to clean my apartment (does anyone else just hate coming home to a messy apartment?), pack, and generally prepare myself for travel.

See y’all on Monday!

Don’t judge me

In two days, I’m going back to Iowa for the first time in over a year. (Cue the pause for emphasis.)

“Going home again” is a curious thing. Sure, Bon Jovi doesn’t have a problem with it, but you’re a liar if you say you don’t give the prodigal so-and-so a more scrutinizing once-over when he or she finally returns.

What I’m saying is, when you haven’t seen someone in over a year, your gonna pay special attention to how they’ve changed.

Have they gotten taller? Fatter? Had a kid? You want to know. It’s the main reason people go to high school reunions. So even though I know all the important people are just looking forward to seeing me, regardless of any changes, I still feel some pressure to impress. (No matter how silly or vain that concern may be.)

I’m sure people who went to college more than 20 minutes from their home felt something similar every summer or holiday break. (Are they going to notice that you’ve gained the freshman 15? Yes. And anyone you ever wronged us going to rejoice.)

I think I’ll be okay. I mean, I’m coming home with a fiance, so that proves someone likes me. And I’m thinner than I was when I moved, so at least there can be no whispering behind my back. And technically, I hadn’t been hired yet the last time I was there, so I guess you could say my stock has risen a bit there…

Like I said, I know it’s vain. And petty. And probably at least partly all in my head.

So I’m vain, petty, and delusional. I just want to be liked!