Friday morning thoughts

It’s so much easier to grade things when people get good grades. And it’s real depressing when they don’t.

Unsolicited wedding advice and unsolicited offers to help with something specific stress me out. One reason is that the thing people offer help on is often not something I am currently thinking about. It’s either on my list for later or it’s not on the list at all. And when they bring it up it gets thrown into the fray of what I am already trying to juggle. Let me put down a few of the balls I already have going and then I’ll see about that ball you want to throw at me. The best help someone can offer is to say if I need anything to let them know. And then when I think of something or need something, I’ll let them know.

:pansy: Someone suggested, upon finding out that I’m making all the flowers for our wedding, that we get the women in the ward together one evening and they can all sew them for me because I’m obviously overwhelmed with the task (especially since I’m sewing two dresses and a few other things). Except I’m not overwhelmed. What would be overwhelming would be trying to teach everyone else how to do it, supervising them while they did it, and then fixing all the ones they did wrong after.

:turtle: I was explaining that to Brett and he said that he figures (and rightly so) that I enjoy doing all of this stuff. And that’s why he has just stayed out of my way with it and has let me do my thing. See. He gets me. He understands. And that’s just one of the reasons I’m marrying him.42D