15 more days

That sounds so much better than "3 weeks". I think I can survive 15 days, I'm not so sure about 3 weeks. The end will be here soon. I have a ton of work to complete before I'm done. Part of me doesn't give a shit if I get everything done. But I don't think I can leave without getting shit done. It wouldn't be fair to those I leave behind. And I even like a couple of the people I am leaving.

The weekend was pretty good. On Saturday we went to my family gathering in Holt. Jesse and I had to make the big announcement in front of everyone. I didn't choose to do things that way but my mom was all excited about it and I didn't want to take that away from her. Everyone was excited for us and it sounds like some will even come to the wedding.

Yesterday we went to some jewelry stores and checked out engagement and wedding rings. Holy shit they are expensive. And of course I liked the most expensive one. I have been excited about getting a ring but wasn't excited about going to look at them. I'm not sure what my problem was. It wasn't as painful as I thought it would be and I'm glad we went together.

It was really hard to get out of bed this morning and come to work. 15 days. I can do this.