I have a bad habit of buying stuff that I never end up using. Clothes. Gadgets. Rosetta Stone Spanish (I’ll get to that SOMEDAY Jessie! Promise!).
And a set of bamboo ink brushes. I got them sometime during my senior year of college.
That was seven years ago.
All this time, those brushes have sat, still in the packaging, in my art drawer. They moved with me from my parents’ house, to my first apartment, to my boyfriend’s house, to the apartment I now share with that then-boyfriend, now-fiance, almost-husband.
When we got engaged, I mocked the general cost of a wedding.
Who’s stupid enough to spend so much on a single day? I said.
…A few months later…
That frustrates me to nooooo end. (Ask anyone who talked to a very tearful me yesterday.) BUT. I’m trying to remember something. The best parts of this whole shindig, have absolutely nothing to do with the dollars, so the dollars aren’t worth stressing over.
I saw the facebook post, and told myself to ignore it. “Anyone want to design my new logo?!?!?!?????” my friend Hannah’s status asked excitedly. (Literally that many question marks, btw. I copy/pasted.) I kept scrolling. I don’t have time for this, I told myself. There’s a gazillion projects to work on for the wedding, and that’s sorta my priority at the moment. But it’s me. And it was Hannah. I scrolled back up to look at the responses to her post. Some had suggestions, some had questions, but none were volunteering their own services. Sigh. I couldn’t not. “Logo??? *raises … Continue reading sketchbook: i said i wouldn’t do it