Against my intention (what with the whole two-year engagement and all) I have totally become the stereotypical stressed-out-at-the-last-minute bride. Any uninvited suggestion from friends, family, or wedding vendors that would require me to reevaluate or deviate from MY PLAN is enough to make me completely lose it. Today I had to sic my mother on the caterer because due to errors on my part and theirs, major changes were required and I simply could not handle making any more decisions. All I want to do is make my little crafty things and stamp my little stampy things and do things I have already planned on doing. That is what I have the brainpower to do at this point.
|Stampy things make me haaaapppyyy|
Paradoxically, because I hate planning parties, I got all the planning done way ahead of time and now I have declared myself DONE, despite any suggestions to the contrary. I decided everything months ago, so now I want nothing else to do with wedding organization other than me showing up. Why do people not understand that?
|Yeah, this reception is going to be baller|
Also we went to the hunt ball…it was kind of anticlimactic because we had to leave before the dancing, and we only got photos of us being blinded by the sun…but trust me, we looked sexy.
I just have to remind myself that it’s all good stuff happening! The details are annoying but everything in my life is pretty awesome!
And I am also enjoying plenty of ride time. I’ve got buddies to trail ride with and plenty of horses that I am welcome to ride…plus a few prospects to lease for hunt season once I begin my new job after the wedding, pending trainer approval…
Isn’t it comforting how no matter how crazy things are in your personal life, horses just keep on keepin’ on? Winter coats leave their wake in all fleece clothing and car interiors, we all suffer through pollen and mud season, and for foxhunters at least, spring is the time to get back out there and start preparing for next season.
I can’t wait!