I have a confession to make. An even bigger confession than the one about actually enjoying winter.
I’m getting pretty sick of this wedding stuff.
Maybe there are too many wedding blogs in my Google reader. Maybe I’ve picked up one too many bridal magazines.
Either way, I JUST WANT TO GET ON WITH OUR LIVES.
I mean, I’m excited about the wedding, I really am. I want to wear my dress and see our friends and family and look into Fiance’s eyes while we say our vows.
And it’s not like the planning part is some sort of torture. It’s actually pretty fun.
But I really, really, really just want just want to get to the part after the wedding.
(Not that part…)
I want to see Fiance every day. I want to fall asleep next to him. I want to cook incredibly disastrous meals for him. I want to serve craptastic dinner on the beautiful Blue Willow dishes I inherited from my grandfather. I want to decorate a home together, even though we will inevitably have that phase of trying to make all of the crap we decorated with in college go together and look “grown up.” I want to argue over bathroom time and trip over stuff constantly because of an apartment too small to have much storage. I want the interesting combination of crappy plastic tools/utensils and nice pretty new stuff from wedding and shower gifts.
But it’s all still 7 ½ months away. Patience never was my strong point.
Remind me of all of this in about nine months, okay?
1 comments:
I don't know how long you have been planning your wedding for or how long you've been engaged for but I just want you to know I hit that wall too at about 4 months from the wedding. I just wanted it to be here and happening.
Now that it has been over a year and then some I miss it!
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