Exhausting Weekend
I really want to sleep now. Unfortunately, for me, I have to remain awake because I have to go to mass in a little over an hour.
This weekend was a long one. Yesterday, my only cousin, Jon, got married to his fiance, Gianna. I’m not exactly one for formal events, but I got dressed up in a suit and tie and dealt with things as they came along. The church was ungodly hot. They got married in Old Saint Patrick’s Cathedral. In this case, the term “Old” means way before air conditioners were invented. Talk about baking. Not only was it warm, but seats in the 1800’s weren’t designed for someone over six feet tall. My knees were cramped, my back was killing me and I was sweating like a fat bastard. Talk about fun.
After the mass, we all went to the reception, obviously. In a rather cool move, the reception was held at the Classic Car Club. This made it a little less formal and a bit more cool since there were some older cars there. Overall, though, I didn’t have much fun. Being single at a wedding reception in which you have no chance with the few single girls there is not exactly an envious position to be in. Thank god for the beer. Trust me, it kept me from snapping.
I think the best moment of yesterday occurred as the evening wound down. We were saying goodbye to my cousin and such and I was, once again, congratulating Jon on getting married. In one of the most selfless acts I’ve been witness to in a while, he actually took the time to ask me about my job and encouraged me to stick with it and keep working hard. He said he knows I can move up and that I just need to give it time. Considering everything with work, lately, and all the people around me thinking I should be looking for a job elsewhere, it felt nice to hear someone say I should stick to my guns. I’m trying and, even though we rarely speak (I’m talking once or twice a year about nothing lol), he took the time on his day to be a really good cousin. Thanks, dude.
What really killed, however, was this morning. We got home around 11:30 last night. I didn’t get to sleep until about 12:30am, or so. Unfortunately, I had to be back up at 5:45am to head to work. In hindsight, I should have requested the entire weekend off and not just Saturday, but hindsight is always 20/20. It was a rough start, to be honest. It took me a good 4 hours to finally get into gear. I’m just happy it’s over and I can sleep tonight. God, I can’t wait to sleep.
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