Disconnect~

I'm looking forward to a nice glass of red wine, a hot bath and a good movie. Thank God it's Friday! In the last four hours I've won countless games of freecell and spider solitare; which I'm refusing to look at as some sort of metaphor for my life. This week has been a nice little balance of give and take. Mostly give. Some take squeezed in there, for good measure.

It all started a rainy seven days ago, with a preweek wedding planning session in central washington. Up until go time I still wasn't sure if I would be a go, but when it came right down to it I couldn't miss even a moment of planning on my sister's wedding. As much as I want to be able to wash my hands of the whole thing, I know deep down that I'm incapable of taking such drastic measures. She's getting married, and I've got to be there, cynicism aside. The weekend was a hit I suppose, for the summer will bring much in the way of weddings.

The trek over also reminded me how much I love love LOVE when the Fab4 get together-- although it was really more of a Fab 8 when adding the mothers of each duet and oh yeah, babies 1 and 2 at their respecful phases of development. I'm so excited to meet my new little baby cousins as soon as they decide to be born.

And then there's me. I'm working my ass off in an environment that is proving to be more of a challenge than I'd originally anticipated. It's not that I don't think I can do the work--it's that I know I can--and then some. I can do it in my sleep. I can get it done quickly, efficiently, and make it look like child's play. That makes me sound, in the least, bitchy, arrogant and self-centered. It's not that exactly...I mean, I've got a little bit of that, just for good measure. I choose to see it as self awareness, confidence to the supreme power.

My favorite people in the world have these huge things going on. Weddings to be planned, futures to begin, babies to be born, new families to develop. I'm choosing to thrown myself into work. I guess that's a more productive than geting wasted which is what is old Heather would do.

Because I am happy with my life and where I'm going.

Still, I just keep reminding myself that I don't need weddings or babies to be happy. I'm only 23 and I have time to do all that stuff later. I'm can be a successful adult without a spouse or kids or a picket fence completing the picture.

I don't have to turn into the crazy cat lady just yet!