Memories 2009
[Hit this off of Dave.]As a mid-twenties middle-sized-city-dweller, this year has been the year of weddings. In fact, I'm on my way to one right now, chipping in this post right before I go help friends and family to their seats [I'm an usher]. [Congrats Seung-hee and Whitney!] At the end of 2009, I'll have been to nine weddings this year, and I don't recommend that for a host of reasons, most of which you already know.
- Broke Phi Broke - I am broke, straight up. I don't even want to calculate the costs for Weddings 2009. I know I'll be surprised. And I know I'll not want to go to weddings again. I'll factor in vacation days with this one. All corporate drones feel me, but those 3-day/4-day weekends add up and when you can't go home for Christmas to see little Soleil, then you might get a bit snuffed.
- Exhaustion - These wedding weekends really pull a number on my work schedule and there's usually a period of limbo when I'm trying to reorganize and steer back on track. Those red-eye flights, though genius in conception, put your body to work. Sometimes, I enjoy them for the sadistic anticipation just to see if "I'll make it" the next day at work.
- Time Sink - It's tough to actually spend time with the bride and groom during these things. It's monkey-style busy and there's so much going on that when I get to see the bride and groom, it's like a celebrity sighting. This is expected, so it's all good.