Wedding Countdown: Day 22

As these past couple months have gone by, I noticed today that I can't remember one distinctive thing that's happened. It's quite sad actually because they were leading up to the happiest day of my life, and I definitely want recollection in the future. The ups, the downs, the waaaayyyy downs, the laughs the cries, the stress, the joy, and the in betweens. Planning this wedding hasn't been easy or fun to say the least, but it's taught Blake and I lessons that we could never learn otherwise and I wouldn't trade these last 4 months for the world! (Except if that world was a world of sleep, then I'd consider it.)

So I've decided to start keeping track of these last couple days before the wedding. I'm going to try to write something down for the next 22 days so when I look back, I can remember all the wonderful / awful experiences we went through trying to prepare for what will be one of the greatest days of our lives. I'll start taking pictures too so it'll be a little more interesting and colorful.

Today, Friday the 13th.

It finally hit me that there are 3 weeks until the wedding. It keeps getting closer and closer and I can't stop it. Don't get me wrong, I'm more than excited to marry my best friend and soul mate, but I'm kind of overly stressed with the finances and planning of the reception so it gets a little overwhelming at times.

8am: wake up and realize that I'm about to be late to work.
8:30am: realize that I don't care what I look like at work and go with no makeup or hair done. Great way to show up to a legal office.
9am - 3pm: pretend to work, but really be thinking about the wedding.
3pm: pay of a million dollars to the photographer on my first credit card. That will be a fun bill to pay back in the future. Finalize flower arrangements for the reception. Realize I haven't eaten anything except 2 kitkats for the last 6 hours. Realize I'm still not hungry.
3:15pm: Dress fitting - find out sleeves and hem aren't done and I can't see her until next week. Freak out because that's two weeks before the wedding. Calm down because regardless of how the sleeves turn out, I look fabulous in that dress. Without trying to sound conceded or cocky.
4 - 7pm: Coach gymnastics and try to take my mind off of the wedding. Doesn't work.
7pm: get shower; go pick up pictures for our DVD, receive Victoria's Secret stuff in the mail (YESSS), buy Blake's ring, go to dinner with Krystal and Devin at Costa Vida.
8pm: Visit Taryn and Brock at the hospital to see their new baby. Find out I'm super baby hungry and that Blake looks even sexier holding a little baby. Crap. That's $600 down the drain for this stupid IUD.
10pm: Have an hour long conversation with Blake in the parking lot of Costa Vida about babies. Yay!
11pm: Watch Back to the Future III snuggled up next to my man. Remember how awesomely stupid that series is and enjoy the crap out of it because it's with Blake.
2am: Drive home and fall asleep.