SERIOUSLY.

In case anyone wasn't aware, the wedding is a week from tomorrow.
I have been staving off a breakdown for several days now, but due to certain events that shall remain nameless, it is very near the surface.
My goal for the week before the wedding was to be fairly relaxed.  Naive as it may seem, I thought I would put in all the hard work leading up to that point, then coast into the weekend. 
HA.
Other people had different ideas.
Apparently, that was not to be.
Fair? Maybe not. Reality? Pretty much.
So here we go.  We'll see just how this week unfolds.
I can't help but think about how "this is the last week before your wedding. You won't get that back." You know, the countown REALLY begins. Now we're into "lasts".
My prayer is just to enjoy it, ya know? This has been quite the process and I refuse to let this precious time be stollen from it.  It's been sometimes fun, sometimes frustrating, always emotional, but with this week in mind. It cannot fly past me with a wave and a "hey there" while I trudge through last minute details.
No no.
Over my wedding gown. (Uh-oh...she means business)
So, friends, help me.  Most of you are, but just know where I stand. I do not want to be stressed. I do not want to forget everything about this next week in a blur of details and angst.
I want to enjoy. I want to savor. I want to marinate in this time.

Okay, somebody slap her.  She's gone too far.