Four and a Half Weeks

And now it has come to this. I live in a world of appointments and confirmation calls. I never knew how busy this whole prcoess would get in the month before the wedding. My biggest fear is that I am missing something huge. Like remembering to tell everyone what time they need to show up for pictures -- and then I am standing there, alone, with the photographer and we 're staring at each other and he finally says, "Where is everyone?" And I stare blankly, mouth open, probably drooling a little, and reply, "Dunno."

I have dreams that the choir doesn't show up. This is the complete manifestation of my anxiety, because the choir is doing most of the music for the ceremony. We would be absolutely screwed if they didn't come. They'll come, right?

My mom says that my feeling that I have bronchitis is really anxiety. That's why I feel like my lungs are constricted.

I am still sleeping through the night, so I have that going for me.

Let me say out loud, though... this has been totally fun. It has been extremely easy. And it's going to be awesome.

(Am I reading, you ask? Yeah, I guess I am, though I am careful not read anything that I want to remember. I am reading "Saturday" by Ian McEwan.)