Do you ever not blog because you have too much to blog about?

So it’s been about a week since my last post and I have to say that the week has been a full one.

I spent almost all of Saturday and Sunday and all of Monday and Tuesday playing catch up with work stuff because I managed to get really terribly far behind.  We’re talking ten thousand words (or more) days.  For four days straight. But! I am all caught up on work and I cannot begin to tell you what a relief it was to take last night off and just veg on the couch with some Sex and the City on DVD and my yarn.

And then there were the money issues.  Between me being behind in my work and a client paying me late, I couldn’t pay all of my half of the rent this month and had to ask Will for help (which I hated doing and which he suprised me by  giving gladly and without chastising me at all).  And then the bank deducted an automatic payment early and kept a deposit holding for an extra day which left me with thirty six dollars in my bank account so Will had to give me a check to cover my (lessened) rent check just in case it came out early as well, which mean that Will covered ALL of the rent this month.  And can I just say? He has been marvelously supportive about it.  When I discovered the early deduction and was crying into the corner of the couch and calling myself an idiot, there were no words of “well, you should have planned better” or “I guess I’ll be managing the money after the wedding” (which would have been the case at this time last year).  Instead he was hugging me and saying “don’t worry, I’ll cover it.  This is part of being married, we support each other.  Everybody makes mistakes,” and trying to make me feel better.

And can I just ask one question?  How come the time it takes for a deposit to be processed is measured in business days but the time it takes for a withdrawal to be processed is measured in calendar days?  It hardly seems fair. What’s up banks? Why so bastardy?

Finally there has been family drama.  Until this past week it was mostly on Will’s side and surrounded his parents and who would and would not be invited and who was and was not making a big ol’ fuss about it.  This past week it was my family with the drama and the issues and can I just say that while Will’s family is all “this will suck if you do it this way?” and “I’m going to throw a tantrum if you don’t do what I want?” my family is far more “YOU will suck if you do it this way” and “YOU are a jerk if you don’t give me my way” and seriously, it is a lot harder to deal with.  I can handle tantrums.  I don’t like them, but I figure that if a grown person wants to scream and yell because he/she does not feel that he/she has been given the proper ammount of accolade or attention then that screaming and yelling is more of a reflection on them than on me.  But when someone (especially someone you care about) tells you that YOU are the reason they are unhappy or that who you are as a person is what makes their world suck? It is a lot harder to deal with.

Especially when that judgment includes phrases like “ruining the illusion of a beautiful bride” and “ruining our chance for a happy family.”  (Incidentally those phrases are not from the same person–just putting that out there for the record.) (Also, neither of those arguments was with Will who has been nothing but comforting and supportive through everything.)(Perhaps I will elaborate at another time that is not right now and is after the wedding because I cannot take any more wedding related drama.)

Also? My house is a sty.  I haven’t been doing any cleaning or straightening for days (too busy, too stressed) and Will tends not to notice a mess until it reaches nuclear-holocost-only-the-cockroaches-have-survived levels of chaos.

And now WordPress is acting weird.

Oy. What a week.