My Stag party is next weekend. I didn't realise it was so soon,
thought it was two weeks away. Its reasonable to presume there are many
pranks and jokes in store for me. I welcome the possible public
humility of wearing a dress while drinking with my friends. I
guess I get a buzz out of being laughed and spat at!
Truly though, this will be an opportunity to stretch my legs
and enjoy the butch company of many men Drinking. We will undoubtedly
undertake to get me as drunk as possible... recover and then
carry on again. Any excuse really to laugh very loudly and have a
laugh at my expense.
Then its all go for the wedding. Financial matters have taken
over my mood to a degree they shouldn't have. Its not that I
haven't made money, its that I haven't been paid for a large
proportion of work over the past six months. The good news is that its
on the way, a matter of days or a week. Its funny I never
imagined I would ever be able to exist on being paid every 4/6
months. Its very similar to the feeling of getting used to
working monthly rather than weekly. Invariably, this slump is my own
fault. I have been existing on cash from other work while saving
the cash from my main contracts for the wedding.
Now I'm a bit overkill on saving, didn't balance the timing on
invoices and can't pay a supplier. Its not big
money... just just looks bad. But I spoke to them today and they're
fine. So a silly worry -.
Its almost 7pm, I've to go build a network in blackrock....
I've noticed a change in the weather... in the sunlight. Its
getting darker earlier... The summer is closing.
Comments (1)
Weddings these days cost a bomb. That sucks.
The best thing is to elope!
The way I see is this: a wedding is not about having the perfect dress, a huge church, the best preacher/priest, beautiful flower arrangements, and who shows up. It's about joining the rest of your life with someone you love. And if you lose sight of that, all that money is wasted.
I'm going to be content to marry in a simple dress on the beach. Besides, my Mother promised me that if I eloped, she would furnish my house. I love a smart Mom.
Alicia