what is it about vacations? you look forward to them as your time to relax and then they show up and you spend all your time stressing about the best ways to spend your time to make sure you achieve maximum relaxation. or maybe that is just me being anal again. i'm such a control freak and i know it.
things to do before i leave for the wedding...
*sigh* where do i start?? the car first of all. as the major mode of transportation this trip (we will be taxi-ing some for the drinking events) it needs to be at least in good condition, if not excellent. first of all, it's filthy. it needs an oil change. and it seems to me that the transmission is slipping a little lately. well, we are leaving tomorrow, so we'll focus on really important things. like the nail in the rear passenger tire. yeah, time to get that plugged for sure. we'll have plenty of time for that stuff tomorrow i'm sure. i mean the tire stuff. fuck the rest of that until later. get there and back. that is the plan.
then there's laundry. i hate doing laundry. see all the posts on laundry. if you aren't sure which ones they are... they usually start with i hate laundry days.... so i'd like to get some done before we go. and i guess you could lump in with this figuring out what to wear to the wedding. i'm so sick of dressing for weddings. i feel like i need something new to wear to each one. and since i never have other occasions to dress up for, these weddings are becoming my main "dress shopping" event of the year. and i hate it, because i'm never comfortable. i need to find something i'm more comfy in. i think that's the plan i'll go with this time around. yes. i'm decided now. laundry and comfy wedding clothes i don't get tired of before the reception is over.
and then i wanted to dye my hair. well, not all my hairs, just some here and there. highlights to be more exact. i got a haircut today. i mean to write about that the other day, but i think i was pretending that it wasn't going to happen. i'm so paranoid about getting my hair cut. the last haircut i got was right before the christmas party....... two years ago. so it had been a really really long time. almost a year and a half. so my hair is long now. and i was afraid to get it cut b/c i was afraid it would turn out shitty and i'd have to go somewhere else to have them "fix" it and i'd end up with the same old short cut i always resort to. well, i went to a salon my sister suggested and it actually wasn't scary... no painfaul hairpulling, poking me in the eyes with scissors, or trying to comb my earrings off. also, the haircut didn't turn out half bad. i'd go so far as to say i didn't not enjoy it. yep.
so there's all that, then packing, dropping off the dog, getting together all the electronics, stressing over the budget for the weekend and a million other things i haven't even thought of yet. oooooh... i hate vacations. they are so stressful.
the worst part... i haven't even left yet and i already feel like i've forgotten something.... ahhh!! a wedding present!!!! fuck fuck fuck. yeah, i'm on it.
but that isn't even it... it's so unsettling. i hate this feeling.
