Hurricane Kristi

Wow. So the last two weeks have been insane crazy busy. After literally doing two or three wedding things everyday in addition to my full time/over time job, second job and donating plasma, I had a "bridal meltdown" on Saturday.

"I can't do this..." I cried to my mom over the phone. "Yes you can. It will be fine" she responded with the confidence of only a mother.

Anyone who knows me can appreciate the struggles that I am facing. As a self proclaimed perfectionist and organizing/list freak, I know a daunting task when I see one. And when the countdown is on (67 days) the pressure intensifies.

Yes. I know it is "only a wedding" but it is my only wedding, and I want it to go a certain way. Uh... my way... so it is important that I have every detail nailed down. Hence my bridal meltdown.

The things that are at the top of my stressor list are:

Getting engagement pictures and getting the invitations done as soon as possible. Hello! Nobody wants to get an invitation two days before the event!

Figuring out the catering and location for the luncheon. My "wants to get a deal" personality is conflicting with my "wants it to be perfect and beautiful" personality since I seem to be unable to have both.

Wondering if I will be able to pay for all of this with the funds I have. I hate math. I hate seeing the amount of money that is going out the door on a daily basis. I hate seeing a balance on my credit card. I guess somehow it will work out, but it is taking a lot of faith on my part to let it ride without super stressing over every single penny.

Anyway, that is the story of my life lately. Poor Scotland is doing his best to deal with my madness, and if he weren't the eternal optimist I have no idea where we would be.