After 10 days in Florida, I'm finally home.
Note the lack of emphasis and enthusiasm in that sentence. I am not thrilled to be back. Not even a little. I guess I never noticed how cold it is in Canada. Okay, that's a lie. But in the past 10 days, I have adjusted to a dramatically different climate. I'm used to warming up inside. Obviously, in Florida, that gets reversed. After only a couple hours in the sun, my entire family often sought refuge in the comforting cold of the air conditioned condo we were staying in. It's a strange sensation, but one I acquired a serious love for.
Unfortunately, all great things come to an end and we're been back to reality for the past 24 hours. Which means we're back to freezing cold temperatures (in May, by the way, what's up with that?) and a wedding date which is a mere month and 2 weeks away. Scary stuff.
So scary in fact that I'm having a minor panic attack about it. And by minor, I mean major. And by major, I mean a panic attack of mega proportions. We have so much to do. So much that needs finalizing. And all the things that we've been putting off for so long can no longer be ignored. For months, we said we'd get this stuff done once school was over for me. Then we said it would wait until after Florida. Well, school has been done for 3 weeks and Florida has now come to an end, so now we're faced with this wedding list of epic proportions.
On top of this list, we have another problem: a lack of motivation. For the first time in months, I don't have to worry about school, exams, or planning a trip so I've felt like doing absolutely nothing for hours on end. I know eventually, the procrastinating devil inside me will leave, but right now, I'm praying that will happen sooner rather than later. I may work well under pressure but, unlike my term papers, a wedding isn't something that can be thrown together the night before at 9 pm.
I guess we should have eloped when we had the chance. At the tiny wedding chapel we saw as we drove through the middle of nowhere in Florida. I bet they wouldn't have given me a list of things to complete. Damn.