Current mood:	stressed
Current music:	my space heater

23 Days
So as the subject line says, only 23 more days to go. Now I know why people go on honeymoons after they get married- they need a fucking vacation!

I feel like I'm working two full time jobs. JobCorps, then the wedding job. I'm so stressed out and there is no relaxation in sight. My weekends are always full of wedding shit to do. This Saturday, I have an eye doctor's appointment and then I meet my florist/wedding coordinator at the site in Anniston. But Sunday, I have decided Sunday is MY day. There will be no mention of the wedding, no thank you notes written, no nothing. If anyone asks me a wedding related question, I'll seriously murder them. I'm not going to change out of my pajamas. Saturday, I'm going to rent some Sex and the City episodes and veg out watching them all day Sunday. And margaritas, lots of margaritas.

Clay and I are meeting for lunch in an hour. I'm starving!