Wedding III: The Aftermath
Now that the wedding is over and done with Richel and I are trying to get back to our 'normal' lives. Easier said than done. We still have to content with the wedding aftermath. The hotel sent us a bill, which I contested since I paid everything up front, we have thank you cards to write, and pictures to send with them, which we have recently ordered. The house is still in shambles, and we never really recovered after returning to Indy after the wedding. Prior to the event, the place was spotless, neat and pretty tidy, I'd say. Now, the study looks like someone took a stack of papers and threw them all up in the air and allowed them to settle wherever.
After getting back, Richel told me (after reading through one of her many women's magazines) that a lot of women go through a depression of sorts after having a big wedding. I think she was feeling that, too. I can understand that, however I've been there and done that so it didn't really phase me.
Not that I've participated to this degree in any previous wedding or that I was married once before. But it's the sudden change in day-to-day intensity and how you live your life. Perfect example are Step boards, or licensing boards, or specialty boards. You dedicate every waking hour (well, at least I did) to craming information in to your head for years, day after day after day. As the test date draws near, the intensity of studying increases exponentially day by day until ultimately, test day arrives. At that point there's nothing more you can do, you just have to go through with it and hope for the best. After a grueling 8-16 hours of intense concentration and brain work, you're done. You walk out of that test room and...now what? For the past year, 6 months, or whatever, everyday you've gone home to read, to pound information in to your head and now there's no need for it. It's almost like you don't know what to do with yourself.
Same thing with the wedding. Plans (and stress) start a year before the date, as the date draws nearer, preparations become more chaotic and the stress level goes up until the final day of marriage. At that point, there's nothing more you can do except just go through with it and hope for the best. And after a year of planning, stressing, and increasing intensity, it's all done. And now you're married.
So now you can go home and...now what? There's no more planning to do, no more research; there's no need. Once, again, it's like you don't know what to do with yourself.
After getting back, Richel told me (after reading through one of her many women's magazines) that a lot of women go through a depression of sorts after having a big wedding. I think she was feeling that, too. I can understand that, however I've been there and done that so it didn't really phase me.
Not that I've participated to this degree in any previous wedding or that I was married once before. But it's the sudden change in day-to-day intensity and how you live your life. Perfect example are Step boards, or licensing boards, or specialty boards. You dedicate every waking hour (well, at least I did) to craming information in to your head for years, day after day after day. As the test date draws near, the intensity of studying increases exponentially day by day until ultimately, test day arrives. At that point there's nothing more you can do, you just have to go through with it and hope for the best. After a grueling 8-16 hours of intense concentration and brain work, you're done. You walk out of that test room and...now what? For the past year, 6 months, or whatever, everyday you've gone home to read, to pound information in to your head and now there's no need for it. It's almost like you don't know what to do with yourself.
Same thing with the wedding. Plans (and stress) start a year before the date, as the date draws nearer, preparations become more chaotic and the stress level goes up until the final day of marriage. At that point, there's nothing more you can do except just go through with it and hope for the best. And after a year of planning, stressing, and increasing intensity, it's all done. And now you're married.
So now you can go home and...now what? There's no more planning to do, no more research; there's no need. Once, again, it's like you don't know what to do with yourself.
posted by V-Hume at 5:29 PM
4 Comments:
nyahahaha, i don't know what to do with myself. so let me read blogs and stay in front of the computer all day. i'm depressed. leave me alone :)let me wallow in my sadness.
or maybe i am not depressed. i just need vitamins.
I think you're depressed and you need to exercise. Forget the vitamins.
ahaha, you didn't get it, did you?
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