And I thought last week was bad!

Hey folks!
As most of you know, I hope, Ken and I were engaged almost two weeks ago! These pictures were taken that day by my sister, Catherine. I don't think we even need to get 'professional' ones done, eh?

I'm so excited to be marrying this amazing man of my dreams ( despite my dreams about Tom Petty dancing in leg warmers) very soon! Jan 24th is the date--we were aiming for an extra week, but, a week sooner isn't too bad either.

It's only been about 10 days and I'm already begging Ken to consider eloping and SIGNIFICANTLY reducing our guest list. This would be heartbreaking to not have a lot of people that we love there, but it would be more heart breaking if the bride DIED before the wedding due to freaking out.

Wow--wedding are expensive eh? Who knew.

My body is crying out though--I went from studying for my exam, to driving 8 hours to Michigan, to writing the exam in about 4 hours to IMMEDIATELY going to Target and buying wedding invitations. No break. No respite. No down time.
Needless to say I'm exhausted. I woke up this morning disfigured by an eye infection. Now I'm taking drops every two hours that slowly drip down the back of my throat leaving a sharp bitter sting. It's lovely.

And on top of all of this I thought it would be grand if I invited Ken's parents and my parents over to meet at my place before it was even ready for guests. This has led to a mad dash of painting (melamine inside...in winter...windows barely open. You might think that the windows not being open is merely a side-effect of the brain-damage I've had, but no, the windows were never open to start with.), cleaning, unpacking, hanging things up, yadda yadda.

Now might be a good time for Ken to go away on a work-trip for 4 days. Ok. Done. No I have NO ONE to help me wipe the crust from my eye while I lap up the paint fumes and drill holes in my walls.
Well, my dad helped...but that's not the imagery I'm going for.

Anywho! Despite all this, I'm happy! I'm getting married SOON! And I can't wait. I can't wait for it all to be over and to be able to just be with him.

Is that weird? I've never day-dreamed about my wedding. I've day-dreamed about marriage, but the actual day....not really. I think I understood from a young age that my personality makes me susceptible to stress, disappointment and anxiety, so I must have just avoided the topic altogether and day-dreamed about retirement.