The final countdown!

Less than one week from now Erik and I will be married. BRING IT ON, I say. I can’t wait to get it all over with and go back to normal living!!!

I’m afraid I’m becoming one of those dreadful people who only ever talks about her (non)wedding. I used to think women who did that were just obsessive, but now (and I do still realize there are plenty of those bridezillas out there) I’m willing to grant them a bit more indulgence — now I know that planning the silly thing is simply so all-consuming that there really isn’t anything else you can think about, talk about, or stress out about except that! It’s absurd, but I feel constantly like there’s no room in my head for anything else. All I can think about are dresses, tablecloths, emails I have to send to people, people I have to call, seating charts… and we’re not even having a real wedding, we’re having a shindig in which I don’t even have to freak out if everything doesn’t go perfectly. I don’t know how other people can stand it… and I don’t know how my friends and family can stand me during this time. I’m sorry!! It’s not that I WANT to spend every waking minute (and, as of last night, dreaming minutes too) thinking about this silly thing!

People, I have to tell you this. When it’s your turn:
(1) HIRE A WEDDING PLANNER. Or at least delegate someone, anyone, to take care of the details for you. When you are spending an entire evening on the internet looking up information about tablecloths and party drink containers, you are wasting your precious time and sanity doing something you could pay someone else with more experience to do much more effectively.
(2) BUY CLOTHES IN ADVANCE. I know real wedding gowns are ridiculous items that have to be ordered far in advance, but even for the other things, I can’t tell you enough: SHOP IN ADVANCE. OMG. Have you been to the stores lately?? Do you know how hard it is to find an evening gown that isn’t completely cleavage-ridden, jewelry that won’t break the bank, and underwear that does what it’s supposed to (and stores that carry such garments)?? I have had the hardest time trying to get my outfits together, and so have my sisters and Jackie. It’s gotten to the point where I’m now completely sick of shopping in any form.
(3) DON’T SWEAT THE SMALL STUFF. There are many ways to say this, and many ways in which it applies. One thing is that if you worry too much about details that no one else will notice, you end up hemming and hawing until the very last minute and then you have to pay extra to get things done on schedule. Just DO whatever it is, and then you can worry afterward whether it’s perfect. Otherwise you’ll be like me and keep putting things off because you don’t have the time or energy to make them work, and then you find yourself with less than a week to spare and you start throwing things together because you just don’t have time anymore (plus you don’t care anymore)… and if you were going to do it like this you might as well have done it months ago.

This had better be a fun event, that’s all I can say.

Nah, don’t worry, I’m not all that stressed out. It will be fun. I’m looking forward to it.

Okay goodnight!

[This post was imported on 4/10/14 from my old blog at satsumabug.livejournal.com.]