- 6 years ago
- Wedding: October 2012
The wedding is just over a month away now, so maybe I’m falling prey to the Wedding Gods’ evil ploy to make all brides crazy around this time. But I can’t help feeling like things are going a bit crazy in my life.
We’re having a short engagement but knew we could save the money if we really tried, but of course, everything keeps piling up: first the lawnmower and the vaccuum and my fiance’s car all colluded to break at the same time, then we had a bunch of vet bills because our dog got really sick, and now my fiance broke a window that’s going to cost $400-500 to replace. Of course the landlord found out about the window immediately, before we even had the chance to fix it, so she’s coming to do an inside walkthrough because she’s worried we’re breaking her house, plus we have a month-to-month lease, and I just do not need the added stress right now.
I’m beginning to really hate my job but feel like I have to suck it up and continue there because we need the money right now, but it’s not exactly pleasant feeling like both my personal and professional lives are so stressful at the same time.
Also, my dress came last weekend, and I can’t get in to see the seamstress for a fitting until September 6, but the bodice is probably a full 4 inches too big. I mean, how do they mess up the measurements that badly? There is a continuous design of beading and lace around the bodice, so I just don’t know how they’re going to fix it, especially in only one month. What I do know is that they’re going to be some very expensive alterations.
Oh, and this is on top of the fact that my mom is battling a rare form of terminal cancer, and I just found out my grandfather is probably within the last month or two of his life.
And I just can’t get my fiance to care enough about all of this. I’ve talked to him about it, but I’m a worrier, and he kind of just assumes everything will magically work itself out. Right, they work out because I stress out about them and do everything to try and fix them, not because of fairy dust, thank you very much. More than anything else, it frustrates me that so much of this feels like I’m carrying it on my own shoulders, not sharing the burden.
Anyone else feeling the Oh-God-the-Wedding-Is-So-Close-and-I’m-Going-Crazy-itis? Or maybe Eff-It-All Syndrome, which I am dangerously close to contracting?