You guys, do you know how many months I’ve been sitting on this post, procrastinating like a pro and not hitting “publish”? I’ve been writing it and rewriting it in my head, thinking, “Oh, maybe I’ll tell them about how I forgot to make table numbers,” or “I never told them how I freaked out, refused to wear my veil, and shoved it into my purse.” But the truth is, time is passing, life is moving forward, and I’m tired of talking about this wedding. The real, honest-to-goodness truth is that, when you’re on the other side of this fantastic event in your life, you’re probably going to be like, “Get that wedding album outta my f-ing face, let’s sit on the couch and get accidentally hammered while we watch The Biggest Loser and not think about escort cards.”
And that’s being married, my friends. That’s true love.
Married life is extremely busy.