Hi! I love you! I really, really do.
Things are crazy. Like bananas.
17 days until we get hitched. 16 days until the opening ceremonies of Wedding Weekend. 13 days until people begin to arrive.
There’s a lot to do. There’s SO much to do. I found a typo on the favors over the weekend.
I’ve had some freak outs, including a very public one in the middle of a grocery store while on the phone to my dad. And I can’t say that I’m not stressed. I’m totally stressed.
But I’m so full of love! Full of love (and apology) for you guys who are still here while my life is upside down bonkers. Full of love for my friends who are asking what they can do to help and coming early to help and basically keeping me sane. Full of love for my family who keep texting me with a countdown and are so excited to travel so far to watch us get married. And of course full of love for A.J., who has put up with our apartment being full of boxes and props; who edited the seating chart at like 11 p.m. last night; who agreed to devote last weekend and the next two weekends to wedding stuff.
So here’s our basic life plan for the next month: Prepare for WW. Get married. Dance. Pack up all of our stuff. Purge everything that doesn’t fit/work/serve a function. Move closer to Pittsburgh in a to-be determined location. Unpack. Breathe.
I promise I will be back. I have two homemade kids’ birthday gifts to show you, a bunch of wedding-related crafts to explain and eventually I’ll be cooking on a regular basis again (this cannot come soon enough, I tell you. I am so sick of frozen dinners and pizza and eating out. SO sick of it.) I just need 17 days.
I love you, I love you, I love you.