I had two goals:

1.  To bring in enough money that we could survive comfortably through the month of September without having to stress out about getting the bills paid or buying groceries.

2.  To get all of my work projects compeltely finished by Friday so that I will be able to drop everything and entertain Will’s Dad when he gets here (for the record, we do not know exactly when he will be arriving.  He isn’t one for pesky details like that).

It is quite possible that, in an attempt to accomplish the first I have over extended myself and might not be able to accomplish the second.  I wrote out all of the things I have to write over the next few days and, um, might have had a tiny panic attack.

Obviously these are self imposed goals otherwise this would be a wholly different blog post.  But still.  Too much to do!

And I haven’t even let myself think (much) about the stuff that I still need to do for the wedding (hello putting favors together I’m looking right. at. you)!