Bloodshot eyes...wild hair...frazzled nerves...and we're not even done yet. The invitations are printed, and they are cute. Still left are the labels, response cards, and postage. Thanks to the best MOH ever, Jennifer Huizar, who commandeered the whole thing and stayed up WAY past her bedtime to help this lost couple. She gets a ton of best friend points.
Guys, I just have to admit something. All attempted wit and fun times aside, I'm noticing that my enjoyment of these processes has amounted to less and less with each task.
Now that we are under two months, I'm kind of starting to freak out. There is still SO MUCH to do.
Picture this: sleep-deprived Natalie, the afternoon after printing invitations until 1am, lying on her bedroom floor. While staring at the ceiling, tasks flood her mind. One thing after another, every box to check holding the hand of another, skipping through her thoughts, until all that's left to do is.... continue to lie on the floor.
Of course.
Couple that with having to move this weekend, and you have a "ready to snap" Natalie. Fun, huh?
I know I'm supposed to embrace this time and enjoy it, but there are days where I find that challenging. In one breath I can't wait for it to happen so that we can start our lives together and, I swear, in the same breath I know I should be taking in every moment and soaking in this time that we will never get back. Then there's the breath where I still can't believe that we're engaged at all (this is the breath that people probably want to slap- it's going on nine months already!).
Thanks for letting me vent. I'm praying that once I'm passed this weekend and things are moved, I will be in a calmer place. Of course, I'm kinda terrified to move into the house that Kenny and I are going to live in (that's on one hand) and that I'll be living there by myself (chillin' on the other hand).
Until another post...(I swear it'll be more upbeat). :)
My pleasure... all around!!
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