Oh hive, last Saturday was so much fun. While talking about our November timeline Mr. Toadstool took out his cell phone’s calendar and started counting the times he’ll be able to come before the wedding, and I started counting the weeks till the big day—six.
Six weeks! That’s a hand and an extra finger! I started numbering the things I still have left to do, minor things, big things, important things, all kinds of things. Next thing I know Mr. Toadstool started hugging me while I sobbed, a desperate, I-can-barely-breathe kind of sob.
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So I think I might have gotten a bit overwhelmed by the proximity of all this. Being honest, I’ve been working on this wedding for the past 14 months; whenever I saw something I wanted to do I could always say “I’ll do that later” (procrastination at its finest!), but now there’s no later. I have paper flowers to make, invitations to deliver (and print, who am I kidding), centerpieces to assemble, bottles to cut, makeup trial, hair trial, engagement session (oh, wait till you hear that one), and a bridal shower to get through.
A part of me is sad the planning process will be over; I’ve had so much fun during this time that I really don’t want it to end. I’m nervous about the wedding, I’m anxious about things coming together the way I want to (something I doubt), and I’m scared the wedding will go by too fast and all this will be over sooner than I expect it.
I’ve been planning for this day for too long—it’s hard to let it go.
Did you panick before the wedding? Did/do you have a hard time letting the planning go?