held together with tape and glue
I am not exaggerating to say, I am barely holding myself together. My list to accomplish today seems impossible. Every day seems that way. Finishing wedding invitations to send out- a month behind. Printing and licking envelopes and sticking address labels, and in the back of my mind planning a paper on Karl Barth.
I need to buy wedding shoes. I need to buy wedding gifts. And I just printed a sheet of labels on the wrong side of the paper.
