Crashing after a Whirlwind weekend

So today I crash. Both emotionally and physically.

I spent about 23 hours out of 39 hours this weekend on the road. 16 hrs not in a car, 7 of which I was asleep. Talk about a whirlwind weekend! It was an absolute blast! I drank way too much caffeine, got to drive through Chicago (which I get a sort of sick thrill out of) and didn't sleep near enough! It was so much crazy random fun. I don't get to experience that too often and it kinda took me back to college for a moment.

The bad thing is the crash after all of that. Today reality sunk in. And of coure my birthday happened. I didn't do anything too special. A little trip to the outlet mall. I could have spent a small fortune in Gap outlet! I walked out with a pair of jeans, a pair of striped pants, 1 cardigan, 1 v neck sweater and 1 button down shirt! I managed to restain myself from buying more jeans. Walked right past the piles of t shirts and camis and getting a ton of the sweaters and cardigans.  I'm really happy GAP has gone back to their preppy roots!

I also found out that dear fiance is looking at a 3 year minimum to go back to work. Apparently there hasn't been a single call in a while for work requests. The other thing I found out, the longest call an apprentice has gone on is 4 weeks. That's pretty bleak!! So much for that improving economy!

That new reality is a big downer. My lack of job coupled with absolutely no prospects for dear fiance has me seriously questioning whether I can even really plan a wedding.  Well I take that back. I can plan a wedding. I just can't afford it. Also I can plan a wedding, I just can't have a reception at this rate. And that was the part I was looking forward to..... sigh.

So needless to say, a big time crash has occurred.

There were some brighter points aside from shopping: I rode my bike to Rainbow and then onto Beth's where we assembled a lasagna and took it to Toni. We also as a result got to see her newest little one. He's soooo tiny. Kinda weird holding on. Bt it was a good time catching up with her! I will admit, her 2.5 year old is more my speed. I can handle them when they can move themselves and talk and play.  babies scare me. :)

ok well I've rambled enough. I time for bed!