Time Flies When You're Buying a Dress

Bonnie has managed to find her wedding dress already. She'll be changing the embroidery and beading to the same colour as the dress. So try to imagine it with less black, and more pretty. Of course, it looks freaking amazing on her. She's going to make an absolutely gorgeous bride.

I know what a lot of you must be thinking. "She's already got her dress?! When are they getting married?" Well, they're not planning to get married for another year or so, but the dress won't even be in town for another four months. They have to order and fit it, and all that other stuff. In any case, it's not my wedding, so I'm not going to judge her on how she does things. In any case, that's a big chunk of it out of the way now. Now she just has to worry about a hall, food, drinks, bride's maids dresses (which she tells me are going to be a nice deep red), and all that other crap.

This is apparently all I have to talk about. My own life feels ridiculously boring compared to my sister's.

I have decided (with some help from loved one's) that I'm going to be in good shape for this wedding. I'm going to the gym at least twice a week (rain, snow or shine), and I'm going to work out. I'm also going to change my eating habits. Less garbage, more good stuff. I really have re-evaluate how I eat. I honestly didn't think I was that bad. But my body seems to be telling me different. I'm always lethargic, my back is in constant pain, I'm depressed, and walking home physically hurts me sometimes.

This is not just for my sister, or for the sake of looking good in a dress for a day, a month, or even a year. This is for my health and for my personal and emotional well-being. I'm not happy with myself. I haven't been for a long time now. A lot of problems I had when I was younger (and had actually gone away when I moved) have started to come back.

One of these is my job situation. My dad actually had something really inspirational to say to me last night. I had commented on how this insurance course was going to get me another job where I'd just be selling things to people again. I really don't like the idea of having to sell things to people. I want to educate them. I want to make teach something to them. My dad made a good point that if I found the right kind of place to work then that would be my job. I'd be educating people about insurance. Finding out what would be best for them by telling them how it all works. The way my dad said it, it really lifted my spirits about the whole thing.

I've kind of lost my steam for this whole entry, and the chair I'm sitting in is terrible for my already sore back, so I'm going to sign off for now and maybe have a good healthy breakfast.