...and they're off

Your wedding invitation is in the mail. TaaDaa, Hallelujah. Amen.

When you get yours you'll: (1) understand why it took me so dang long to get them ready to mail and (2) realize I have a screw loose that compels me to take a process that is already painstaking and detailed and turn it into a process that is even more painstaking and detailed. Not to mention complicated, time consuming and slightly nerve wracking. My motto: never do a project in four easy steps when you can do it in fifty-five complicated steps. And isn't creativity in a wedding invitation what really counts? No? Maybe it's just me then.

Anyway, it's all good. They are now out of my house and on their way to yours and they aren't the same ol' ordinary wedding invitation, plus they'll give you a hint of what we have planned for you on the big wedding day.

And now I'm off to work to see if I can get six days' work done in three. It's a short week this week thanks to the July 4th holiday, and Morley has decided we are not only going to take the weekend off, but we're going to start it on Thursday.

We. Are. Actually. Taking. A. Weekend. Off. I can't believe it. But just in case it comes true, I better get cracking.