Last week we got an invitation to a wedding. I didn’t open it. I left it on the hall table for a few days. I finally opened it and started obsessing immediately. The Joe-Man said he would try to get the day off, and I thought about what dress I would wear. I obsessed some more. This couple is not family…just friends. In fact we are friends of the parents…not the bride and groom.
I continued to obsess. No matter what I wear I will be hot. No matter how many days I rest I will be too tired to enjoy myself. I won’t be able to drink. I won’t be able to dance. We will probably end up sitting with someone we don’t even know.
I sent the RSVP back today. I marked “Will not attend”.
Over. Done with. I will no longer obsess.