Well folks, I have completely thrown both my scale and my sanity out the window....what good are either of those things when you're in the final countdown til wedding day, anyway? (cue cheesy song by 80's hair band Europe here).....
What I want to know is how the hell it got to be October when just yesterday, it was August?
I think I must have been in a DIY induced coma for the past month. I feel like Sleeping Beauty after being slipped a ruffie. Seriously, what the hell happened to the time?
We are exactly at one week away.....this time next week I will be hopefully sleeping but if I know myself I may be doing exactly what I am now, minus one thing. I'll probably be sitting at my computer, drinking coffee like it's my job, but the one thing I won't be doing is worrying about what still needs to be done, because as of this time next week - if it ain't done, it ain't gettin' done!
By this time next week, the rehearsal will have taken place, the rehearsal dinner will have been digested and the venue will have been decorated.....all Josh and I need to worry about is showing up!
And to be honest? I can't freaking wait!
Despite not losing the weight I wanted to (let's not go there right now shall we?), or being able to do some of the crazy shit I wanted to (like hang stuff from the ceiling), a the end of the day, we love each other, we are getting married, and we are going to have the time of our lives.
There's just one catch.
I just need to not be committed to an insane asylum before that moment arrives.....
Wish me luck!
