Things are highly alarming these days. It's times like these that I turn to my blog and other online outlets and wish I had the resolve to not be like this.
I've applied for a total of one job in my Great Job Hunt, although I at least, smartly, finally put my student loans in forebearance. There's a definite clock on when I have to start being an actual responsible adult.
The good news is that for now, I do have a volunteer position. For a few hours while I'm there, I'm even getting paid a small amount of money, but for only about 8 hours a of the normal 3 days a week I put in. But I'm at least getting experience. Matrimonial and family law, some immigration law as well, but nothing you want to hear about. I think.
The rest of my stress has come directly from the fact that the wedding is fast approaching. I have just about 6 weeks. We settled tux rentals, bridesmaid dresses, guest hotel accommodations, most of the invitations. Still working on wedding favors. Still have not done at all: settled on a place for the rehearsal dinner, a place for me and Marc to stay for the wedding night, groomsmen and bridesmaid gifts, wedding flowers, wedding jewelry, hemming my dress. And I'm doing this all on my own, no maid of honor (or man of honor) or bridesmaids helping with details, planning a shower, all that. Do people even plan their own showers? Fucking hell.
Oh, and the thing that's been killing me since I confirmed this two days ago: I don't fit into the goddamn dress. I need to basically lose a hojillion pounds between now and June second, and I don't really see how this is feasible. I am trying to see how I'm going to diet and exercise my way to fitting in the dress, but I really don't see how I'm going to lose inches around my torso in just 6 weeks. Not without lipo or compromising my internal organs, anyway.
On that front, I settled on a grand diet and exercise regimen. I've been doing strength training for a few days. My glutes have known no worse pain. Last night, I added in push ups and, today, I went on a jog. I also kept to only 700 calories today, 1,000 yesterday, and 820 the day before. You might gape, but I haven't really been starving though. I can chalk that up to one of two reasons though: I'm too stressed, or my stomach's shrunk. Maybe a little from column A and a little from column B. I do actually think that it must be stress, because I've been watching cooking shows and some absolutely fantastic looking dishes have not made me crazy with hunger. I don't feel necessarily like someone on a diet. I feel like there's no way I can fit into that dress in 6 weeks.
But then, that does sound crazy.
Anyway, that's my list of shit I'm doing. I think that's more or less it for the week.
Oh, and there's taxes due Tuesday. Bollocks.
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