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Work was excessively difficult last night, for various reasons. It makes me tired and frustrated, and contributed to my not so lovely mood by 2am. I think we had our first argument last night, or at least our first difficult communication moment. It worked out though, despite it taking forever because I'm inherrently bad about asking for things for myself. Alan is remarkably patient, and seems to know how to say what needs to be said. It's strange, really, that I never realized how simply such things could be handled.

I am better this morning, and looking at places Alan has found for us to check out for the wedding. How very much do I want to have it at the House on the Hill, which is beautiful and somewhat within our price range. (That being a dubious statement as we really have no money, but it's a reasonable amount that we could actually pull together.) We're going to take a look as Messina Hoff too, and I am glad Texas is green in the winter. Maybe I'll get extremely lucky and it will be one of those days where it's cold and covered with a bright blue sky. I would like that.

My mother has offered to take care of the wedding invitations, so I just need to hunt round town for something that we like. It's funny, how I say we now and I'm not just referring to all the people living in my head but also to another actual person.