I am officially tired of weddings.
I am tired of planning.
I wake up thinking about this wedding.
I go to bed thinking about this wedding.
I actually woke up Sunday morning after having a nightmare about this wedding. Myron thought I was crazy.
I truly had no idea what goes into putting together an event of this sort, wanting it to turn out nicely, and trying to consider the opinion of several people.
In addition to that, I started a new job last week that I can tell is going to be pretty mentally demanding. Fabulous.
I am becoming somewhat snappy.
The invitations were not sent out this weekend, as I planned to because I have not finished the enclosures. But I can’t press the pause button because my RSVP date is August 31st.
This really sucks. If I didn’t have so much money in this thing, I swear I’d go to the courthouse. Like yesterday.
I’m tired of having to think wedding. I’d rather do marriage.
I think I’m looking forward to September 27th.
That is when there will be no more wedding to plan.