consistently inconsistent.

Sorry it’s been a while since I’ve blogged about the wedding. I have to face (and confess) it at some point – I am not a very consistent person, as a rule. I know I’m given to spurts of blogginess, but really, it shouldn’t surprise you when you see 3 blog posts in a day, or even when a month has gone by and I haven’t blogged a peep. Which is odd for me in some sense, because I am usually* (disclaimer) highly consistent in everything else in my life – I live on a schedule, a very scattered one albeit, but a structured schedule, the majority of the time doing the same thing, the same days, every week, month, moon cycle, year… etc, whatever. You get the point? My office is immaculate, everything has its place + if its moved, I can spot it from a mile away. My office is completely sprayed down with lysol when I come in for the morning + when I leave for the afternoon. I always do my laundry on Mondays, but somehow it never really makes its way to my closet, and ends up sitting in the basket until next Monday rolls around… and you all can guess where it goes then. My room tends to be a disaster zone relating something to that of the aftermath of Katrina or 9/11, well at least the 2 feet surrounding the end of my bed + my nightstand of course. I guess, OCD (or CDO – compulsive disorders of obsessions – for those who just cant stand the letters being out of order) just doesn’t mix well with ADD… or a busy life.

Do you relate? … or are you one of those consistent/disciplined/organized people? If so, kudos to you. I can’t relate to you, but kudos.

Ok, where was I? Oh, yeah… Wedding plans, before you so rudely sidetracked me ADD…Today, well I guess its yesterday now – Sawyer, my mum + I went to scope out one of our venue options. And needless to say, it left me a little discouraged. We asembled a list of the pro’s + con’s… The con’s (in my mind) seem to outweigh the pro’s of this location. *le sigh* But it is just so beautiful in some areas… where in others it feels a bit… dare I say, tacky?

After having some yummy (BOGO) jamba’s with my mum, I really started to re-analyze the situation… and well, I am still feeling a bit down in the dumps because the place just didn’t scream at me “THIS IS THE VENUE”… should it though? blah. We have a few more places still to look, but please be praying that God will speak a voice of peace + reason in this stressful time of planning. Part of me is aching to just accept the five grand from my dad + get hitched at city hall + making a mad dash to Mexico…