Jillian Jigs, it looks like your room has been lived in by pigs!

House hunting,

Meeting with caterer and florist and venue,

Trying to plan a honeymoon location and dates,

Figuring out our ideal ceremony/day,

Working full time, staying sane in the fast lane.

Only a few things, really...

I realize I have taken on a few too many things this past little while, and my brain and heart can only handle so much. What is sacrificed in the flurry of activity? Well...I hate to admit it, but my room is a disaster zone, and my poor housemates have to put up with my neglect around the house. I want to blame it on someone, something (like a wedding), but I think the best thing would be to own up and take responsibility for trying to fit too much in in a day.

However, I'm thankful for their graciousness towards me. My theory (I was a psyc major, so I have liberty to theorize about pretty much anything) is that I subconciously recognize that in 3 months I'm going to have to be an active participant in making sure the space I live in is "clean". It's weird, as a kid I always had the clean room, my sister the messy room. My other theory is that I prided myself on having the cleaner room, but now that she isn't around, or maybe because I was so strict with myself when I was younger, I have given up?

I don't really know, I just hope my brain can pull it together to put things away when they should be put away, and that G can help me live with less clutter in my life (though for a pack rat, that's hard to say...). Though I just cleaned up my room, yet again. There is hope!

May God give me the strength to say yes to the best, and no to the good. I think it's also hard knowing in 3 months I won't be living in downtown TO, and I am trying to make the most of it and the relationships I have in the city.