The Little Things

I just took a whole week off from thinking about the wedding. I coached a team in a European tournament, and when we got back I realized I hadn’t thought about the wedding since I left. Debate is on whether that is a good or bad thing. The trip was fabulous, thank you, and it was—looking back—the perfect way to think about something else for a while. It really does get tedious, worrying about RSVP numbers and table linens and all the little things somebody has to think about. Now that I’m home I can really start stressing. Yay. But that’s what makes the wedding mine (and Fiancé’s, I guess); I get to decide everything if I want to. In the end, when (if) it all falls into place, I will know I had a part in all the details and I can revel in the glory I have created. Or laugh at the disaster my silly ideas turned into…