Caps Tuesday

It's a standard Tuesday night. I'm camped out on the couch with my Mac, haphazardly paying attention to whatever the boy decides we watch on Tuesday night and browsing new music on iTunes. It's rainy, my stomach is full, and I'm debating between going upstairs to shave my legs or going to get socks because my feet are freezing. But I'll probably continue to sit here, I'm enjoying the sound of the dishwasher and a hockey puck being passed between men in very unflattering uniforms.

I realized my wedding is less than 7 weeks away today and I had a mini panic attack at my desk at work. After many deep breaths and a few paces from cubicle to cubicle I settled down. I don't know where this past year and a half went. I swear it was just yesterday I agreed to marry the person I love the most.  I still have not gotten my dress altered, only half of the men have their tuxes, and a slew of other small details have yet to be finalized but tonight, I'm just relaxing.

The dog is tuckered out from his play date with the neighbor dog yesterday and I'm full from the cookies she brought over to thank us, although the boy said he should thank her, my desire to get another puppy has been squashed. It was nice reaping the benefits of a puppy yesterday but sending her home at night. I forgot how exhausting they are. Fun but exhausting.

But for now, we're just going to hang. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that!