Taking a deep breath.

I swore an oath in December that I wouldn't allow wedding planning to stress me out.  I almost let it beat me the last couple of days with the officiant thing, but I had an epiphany last night while talking to T on the phone.  The $150 to pay an officiant (not matter how ridiculous I think the amount of money is) is worth the reduction in stress and angst about the ceremony. $150 adds 10% to our budget, but reduces our stress more than that. And that's what I told T. And he paused.  And then he took a deep breath too.  And we agreed to sleep on it, but I think we'll end up hiring his friend to do it, and not have to stress about it.  Done.  Done and not stressing is good. I WILL keep this calm, and sane, and remember that it is a celebration, not a chore.

Speaking of stress, I put in another job application today.  To my old high school.  I really don't know it it's a good fit or not, but after talking to my former teacher (with whom I would get to work), I'm kind of excited about the possibilities.  For some reason, T gets stressed out about my current career.  I think he believes it rules my world, and has visions of us not ever getting to spend time together.  I don't know where this comes from. Yes, I sometimes work nights and/or weekends.  So do a lot of other people. And it's a good job, and good money, and summers off.  I hope that whatever bothers him about it resolves itself.  Perhaps it's just the distance. Perhaps he had a bad experience with someone else with this job.  I don't know. It will be an adventure, no matter what happens!