Insane in the brain.

I'm going to try my best not to whine folks. Even I'm getting sick of that.

But this is my only outlet right now, that's the sad thing. I can't bitch to my fiancee right now, she's got her own concerns to worry about there with her final days at work and her move. I can't bitch to my friends...many of them are helping me out a lot with my wedding plans, the last thing I want to do is give them more headache. And I can't bitch to my parents who are all stressed out over the logistics of all my relatives arriving in flocks in another 3 weeks.

So YOU, my silent audience, gets to see how a seemingly calm and collective guy suddenly turns into a formless block of jello over these next coming weeks.

You know how they say, exercising helps take the mind off of stress? Bullshit, here I'm often running and I'm still counting numbers and trying to solve problems in my head.

Sleep? No...I lie down trying to give myself 20 minutes to nap sometimes? 10 minutes later my mind is thinking of work again and I'm wide awake.

Even when I visit the restroom it's like plop plop fizz fizz, oh what a relief it is and whabam I'm back outside working again. I'm like, "Did I even go?"

I'm all wound up! How come?

When the dust settles after the wedding, I gotta certainly evaluate this trend. I wanted to work to live, not live to work. This will have to change.