And then I did crazy things.
Aug. 10th, 2014 05:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
demakatI wish I wouldn't write in cards and THEN decide that I need to edit things. Now I have one extra envelope from that set. Disorder in the universe!!!!!!11 (whatever...ish)
So I hosted a wedding shower. I apparently get very single minded when I'm stressed out. What didn't help was shark week and wedding shower being nearly on the same day. So everything was a ragefest last week, when normally I wouldn't get so worked up.
My patience is still shot though. That one is going to take a while to refill. My mom asked me to help her do a mail merge. Then after making her STOP! CLICKING! everything after not reading what any of it did, she found the walkthrough and I had been on the right path all along...but I had been co-piloting her through it...cause touching the computer means she isn't doing it herself or something.
No one got lit on fire. Plus points for that.
The shower itself went well. People seemed excited and had fun. One of the bridesmaids said something like 'you really like this being host don't you!' and I hope I didn't look as mortified as I felt. No, I'm just loud and confused about why people listen to what I say. Plus everyone feels awkward and at least I know what SHOULD be happening, so I am at a very slight advantage. I couldn't do a whole lot about the staff and things because we were in Chinatown and many of them communicated better in Chinese (which one I do not know, I think Cantonese). I had to ask the bride's mom to ask about some things, but I also didn't know all the particulars of the venue and she did, so that worked out for the best.
Cake was loved by people. Everyone took their fishes home excitedly. If there had been some unwanted fish I was going to give one to another friend. I may buy her one anyhow and force her to take it home. My desk ends up too messy to have one anywhere near me and my coworker may not be pleased with a work fish. Or maybe he would be.
Went to breakfast this morning and then alternated between feeling tummy hurty and hungry. I just kept feeding myself anyhow. I've found, short of having an actual stomach bug, feeding myself at regular intervals is what I need to do when feeling food conflicted.
Returned all the things I could, and put some things away. My bed is still covered in random supplies, along with my desk.
On to the wedding, which I take a slightly more back seat at thankfully.
So I hosted a wedding shower. I apparently get very single minded when I'm stressed out. What didn't help was shark week and wedding shower being nearly on the same day. So everything was a ragefest last week, when normally I wouldn't get so worked up.
My patience is still shot though. That one is going to take a while to refill. My mom asked me to help her do a mail merge. Then after making her STOP! CLICKING! everything after not reading what any of it did, she found the walkthrough and I had been on the right path all along...but I had been co-piloting her through it...cause touching the computer means she isn't doing it herself or something.
No one got lit on fire. Plus points for that.
The shower itself went well. People seemed excited and had fun. One of the bridesmaids said something like 'you really like this being host don't you!' and I hope I didn't look as mortified as I felt. No, I'm just loud and confused about why people listen to what I say. Plus everyone feels awkward and at least I know what SHOULD be happening, so I am at a very slight advantage. I couldn't do a whole lot about the staff and things because we were in Chinatown and many of them communicated better in Chinese (which one I do not know, I think Cantonese). I had to ask the bride's mom to ask about some things, but I also didn't know all the particulars of the venue and she did, so that worked out for the best.
Cake was loved by people. Everyone took their fishes home excitedly. If there had been some unwanted fish I was going to give one to another friend. I may buy her one anyhow and force her to take it home. My desk ends up too messy to have one anywhere near me and my coworker may not be pleased with a work fish. Or maybe he would be.
Went to breakfast this morning and then alternated between feeling tummy hurty and hungry. I just kept feeding myself anyhow. I've found, short of having an actual stomach bug, feeding myself at regular intervals is what I need to do when feeling food conflicted.
Returned all the things I could, and put some things away. My bed is still covered in random supplies, along with my desk.
On to the wedding, which I take a slightly more back seat at thankfully.
