I don’t know why, but it just hit me today for some reason: I’m getting married in one week and four days. WHAAAAT! How did this happen?! For the past couple of months, I had hit kind of a numb point…I don’t know if “numb” is the right word, but I had hit a point with planning where I just felt like “it is what it is” about everything. Not to say anything was really going wrong, but I reached a point where I had been planning for so long that I just didn’t really care about the details as much anymore, and just wanted to get on with the fun. And then once I got to the point where it was getting too close to really change anything, I reached this weird point where I didn’t really feel anything…I was excited in THEORY, but I didn’t feel like it was as close as it actually was. Can I use the word “point” a few more times?
Well, today it hit me like a ton of super happy bricks: I am SO FREAKING EXCITED! I’m excited for my best friend, who I haven’t seen in over 4 years, to arrive next Thursday. I’m excited to see my dress, completely finished. I’m excited for our rehearsal dinner (and to wear the ah-ma-zing dress I bought for it over a year ago). Hell, I’m even excited to finish putting together decorations. I’m excited to get pampered and beautified with my gals. I’m excited to see all of the people I love the most gathered in one place, and to see friends and family I haven’t seen in years. I’m excited to dance my butt off and drink all the champagne. I’m REALLY excited to spend 10 days in Spain. I’m even excited to PACK for Spain! And most of all, I’m excited to marry my very best friend in the whole entire world (not the one who’s arriving next Thursday – ha!) and to start the rest of our lives together. Let’s get this show on the road…I have zero chill.
Sweat the Small Stuff 