We have four months until we marry...
FOUR MONTHS! I'd like to think that's plenty of time, but it's not. Sooo much to do. Sooo little time. I was at the gym yesterday and one of the trainers who I'm cool with told me I looked stressed and she'd be right. I'm stressed!
How do people deal with people not responding!? The bakery we're trying to get our desserts from hasn't gotten back to us in two months and I've constantly been calling and emailing. Not cool Robert Frost!
I have this list of things that have to get done. One thing gets checked off and three more grow in its place. It's a Greek mythology ordeal. It's a wedding hydra!!! I would draw a picture but that would be one more thing I had to do for this wedding beast and I JUST.CANT.DO.IT.CAPTAIN!
I want this all to be over and done with. I'm not gonna lie. Help! HELLLLLP!
I went after Jersey the other day with a vengeance. He was the bloke who wanted this dumb thing and I gave it to him kindly and gently...now I'm shoving it towards him saying, "HERE! You wanted it you worry about the decor and shat!"
He started out really good and helpful, but he pulled a smooth operator on me. I woke up one day and realized I was making all of the decisions and planning the whole thing...taking on that annoying girl role that I never wanted. Oh nooooo he diddant!
That is my life right now. Well at least underneath the cool facade I've been trying to wear in public. You'd think this stuff would be easy but it's not. I don't know why, but it's not and I will throat punch any girl that tells me differently right now.
Weddings are for the crazy!