“We’ve comprimised our pride
and sacrificed our health.
We have to demand more
not of eachother
but more from ourselves.”
- “Deep Water”, Jewel

I always realize how busy I’ve been when I stop.  And sometimes, it takes awhile for me to actually wind down enough to stop.  I mean, sure, we closed on Saturday, but Sunday I spent Shel Shorting, and Monday I spent cleaning house and FINALLY getting our bedroom together.. so by Tuesday, I finally sat still.  Well, for parts of it.  More than normal.

Bryan and I decided to take a date night and have dinner at Carrabbas.  I had my favorite (the chicken Bryan), along with a glass of white sangria and some fried calamari, all of which were perfect.  And when I was nice and tipsy, we went for a walk in Big Spring Park.  It was loverly.

Karma pay-off happened today.  When I called and reserved the Grand Hall at EarlyWorks (back in early spring), she wrote down my name and number and said she would call if we needed to put a deposit down.

Well, life sorta got away from us since then.  And we’re now picking up the wedding pieces.

I called the lady yesterday to say that we were out and about and wanted to bring her a check.  No answer.  Left her a voicemail.  No return phone call.  Then, this morning, a frantic lady called saying she was so glad I called, because she had written my phone number down wrong all those months ago…

Crap, I thought.  She’s rented it out from under us.

So I had mom call, since she was the one with the credit card.  And the lady said that she had 5 people wanting that exact date for weddings. 

Crap.

But then the lady said, “But I have an aunt named Sarah Brown, who I love more than life itself.”  So she held the date in the hopes that I would eventually call back.

Clean livin’.  Pays off.  Karma: it’s what’s for dinner.