I just want the world to stop... just for an hour or so
I am very, very stressed out right now. The wedding is in 22 days, and I'm feeling the weight of everything that I need to do crashing down on me.
Next weekend I drive out to Indy to have the final fitting on my dress. I also need to confirm everything with my vendors, blahbity blah.
The weekend after is my bachalorette party. Who knows if my friends are going to be able to take care of that. I already know some of the people that I really wanted out for that aren't going to be able to make it.
The weekend after that is the wedding.
I have to make a final decision on what music is being played at the ceremony and reception. I have to finish making the place cards/gifts. I don't even think that I can afford anything as a gift to the people in the bridal party. I have to get ribbons tied onto the bubble thingies. Somewhere in there I have to find out who's actually going to be there and make table arrangements.
My dad's lost hearing in one of his ears.
My grandmother's mini-strokes are coming on faster and her personal state rapidly declining. So not only will she not be at my wedding which to my knowledge is the only thing keeping her alive, but I'm pretty sure that here soon I'm going to have to face the fact that she's not going to be around for much longer.
Then there is the drama with my Uncle Glenn, and his two children. Oh god, don't even get me started on all of that. I just wish everyone would grow the fuck up.
Oh, and don't forget about the Justin and Kris drama that exploded over everthing last night at midnight.
Kevin's dad is still recuperating from his open heart surgery.
I'm working a new job, which I'm enjoying for the first part. Although I have to get used to the fact that I'm waking up at 6:30-7am every morning. Since most people I hang out with don't have to worry about getting up early (including Kevin) I've been left out on a lot of things lately which is just making me feel more and more alienated.
Somewhere in here I need to have some fun. I told my mother that there was no fucking way in hell I was giving up this weekend to drive to Indy. She wanted me to come out and help clean and organize the house, or some shit like that. Then tried guilt tripping me by saying that this is all for "my wedding". I'm sorry but I need time to be a real person to. Not only that, but what kind of crack head idea is it to ask ANYONE into driving out to Indianapolis on Race Weekend?
It's not that I'm worried about how things are going to work out with the wedding. I'm perfectly convinced that everything will work out the way it was meant to be in that regard. I just have no time to get everything done.
I'm going to go take a bath now, and hopefully relax and stop crying. Sorry to dump this onto all of you, but I really just needed to vent and be told that everything is going to work out and be okay.
Next weekend I drive out to Indy to have the final fitting on my dress. I also need to confirm everything with my vendors, blahbity blah.
The weekend after is my bachalorette party. Who knows if my friends are going to be able to take care of that. I already know some of the people that I really wanted out for that aren't going to be able to make it.
The weekend after that is the wedding.
I have to make a final decision on what music is being played at the ceremony and reception. I have to finish making the place cards/gifts. I don't even think that I can afford anything as a gift to the people in the bridal party. I have to get ribbons tied onto the bubble thingies. Somewhere in there I have to find out who's actually going to be there and make table arrangements.
My dad's lost hearing in one of his ears.
My grandmother's mini-strokes are coming on faster and her personal state rapidly declining. So not only will she not be at my wedding which to my knowledge is the only thing keeping her alive, but I'm pretty sure that here soon I'm going to have to face the fact that she's not going to be around for much longer.
Then there is the drama with my Uncle Glenn, and his two children. Oh god, don't even get me started on all of that. I just wish everyone would grow the fuck up.
Oh, and don't forget about the Justin and Kris drama that exploded over everthing last night at midnight.
Kevin's dad is still recuperating from his open heart surgery.
I'm working a new job, which I'm enjoying for the first part. Although I have to get used to the fact that I'm waking up at 6:30-7am every morning. Since most people I hang out with don't have to worry about getting up early (including Kevin) I've been left out on a lot of things lately which is just making me feel more and more alienated.
Somewhere in here I need to have some fun. I told my mother that there was no fucking way in hell I was giving up this weekend to drive to Indy. She wanted me to come out and help clean and organize the house, or some shit like that. Then tried guilt tripping me by saying that this is all for "my wedding". I'm sorry but I need time to be a real person to. Not only that, but what kind of crack head idea is it to ask ANYONE into driving out to Indianapolis on Race Weekend?
It's not that I'm worried about how things are going to work out with the wedding. I'm perfectly convinced that everything will work out the way it was meant to be in that regard. I just have no time to get everything done.
I'm going to go take a bath now, and hopefully relax and stop crying. Sorry to dump this onto all of you, but I really just needed to vent and be told that everything is going to work out and be okay.