T minus 30 days
I’m getting married in one month. One month from today, people. And I’m feeling pretty good about it. I have a friend who sends me my horoscope everyday and last week one of them included the line “Release your worries about getting it all done. It will come together.” Amen.
Some people puke when I say this, but I’ve reached the point in my engagement when all I really want is to be married to GTB. When he first proposed, I was all excited about the wedding, the parties, getting to wear the pretty dress and the pretty diamond, the presents, changing my name, etc. But the closer to the actual day we get, the more I just want it all to be over so I can just be married to GTB.
(I am still pretty excited about the presents though.)