For the 20 months of our engagement, wedding planning took over my brain. Even during the months where we weren't booking vendors or planning anything in particular--we had 20 months after all--it was still there, just sitting in the back of my mind. I pinned about it; I researched; I budgeted. It was fun.
White clouds drift along the Intracoastal. Traffic backs up as the bridge rises to allow a sailboat and a yacht to pass through. My American coffee doesn't look or taste American at all. It is Cafe con Leche, topped with foamy cream. I sip the strong brew while I wait for the young man who owns the Vapor Shop where I will be doing bookkeeping today. This is a hell of lot better than working in a cubicle.