There's nothing like an 11 day long STAY-cation to bring out the anxiety in me. I had big plans for this week. Mostly to start planning our wedding - which is - according to the "Plan My Wedding" iPhone app - only 8 months and 8 days away!!! What??? I keep thinking I have like 10 months at least.
So yesterday, in an effort to be proactive we did go to the church. We had high hopes of meeting with a priest, getting our day approved and setting up all those classes thingies (pre-canter?). It would have been a huge achievement in our wedding planning. Instead we were met with a very unfriendly Church Lady (she had the hair and distasteful look on her face down to a T) who made us fill out some form and told us "The priest will be getting in touch with you".
Very anti-climatic. I mean - it wasn't like we were interviewing for a job.
Anyway, that was the extent of our wedding planning. Yet, whenever anyone asked me what I was going to do with a whole 11 days off - my stock answer was "Plan my wedding". I failed to mention that I would also be going out and drinking heavily, getting hungover, having multiple birthday celebrations in my honor, catching up on reality TV and buying a magazine holder for our bathroom.
Now, with only 4 days left (out of those 11), I must come up with exciting ways to spend them. I am starting with cleaning the house.
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