Seriously. What’s up with that?
I signed up for a Knot.com account shortly after getting engaged and quickly vetoed that plan because 1) The Knot is run by the wedding industry, which means that, according to them, every wedding (“on average”) costs about $27,000, and 2) Every time I log in, it has to tell me EXACTLY how long I have left until my wedding day!
At first, this little countdown reminder was cute—quaint, even—as the number was in the multiple hundreds.
But lately? When it’s dropped to well below 100? That stupid thing has turned into a little ticking timebomb.
So here’s what my life has turned into:
ETC, ETC, AD NAUSEUM.
And thank you, The Knot, for reminding me daily that it is ALL VERY IMPORTANT!
Actually, that’s not really true. In fact, I’m on vacay right now in the land of fellow bride blogger Erin, as we are visiting our recently moved friends/my Executive Vice President of Bridal Affairs. Why? Because I will not let the wedding machine take over my life.
And because I can’t make any more tissue-paper flowers.
And because hanging out with friends and making memories is way more important than making centerpieces.
At least that’s what I’ll tell myself until I get home, and the glue gun looms.
It’s really ok. Really it is. Everything (now, that I’ve reduced my freaking out) has been running relatively smoothly. There’s still a lot to do, but probably not nearly as much as there was for many-a procrastinator who has come before me.
It will all be fine.
As long as I don’t log in…