relief.
Typical that when I finally got up the energy to write a blog entry while also having the time so to do, Leah had already beaten me to filling in that little pink date over there on the right. You should know, faithful readers, that I write in this blog only to fill up those calender pages, an activity which gives me a tremendous amount of satisfaction. I haven't been doing too well this month, have I.
Salvation is, however, at hand. Just as the hideous way-too-much-for-the-first-half-of-June heat has broken and I can move around outside again without breaking into a sweat, the pressure of preparing the wedding invitations has also been lifted. Yes, they are all done; well, pretty much all done anyways. All but five or six of the initial wave have been printed, cut, folded, tied, stuffed in envelopes, stamped and sent off. And not a second too soon, either. We'll send out some more later, probably, but they'll be able to go out in their own time; there's no more crushing pressure of time passing.
As for the heat, it was really hot and humid--I mean, just ridiculous for this time of year. It would have been notable in August, even. And then, in the course of one afternoon (Tuesday I believe it was) it got cold and gray, and cold and gray it has remained ever since. So much the better, if you ask me. Folks brought out their winter jackets again, or at least their March ones. A temperature drop of 40 degrees or so in an afternoon is remarkable, which is why I remark on it here.