Now I don’t want to sound alarmed but I get married in 42 days and that’s not very far away now. Eeeeeeeeeeek.
The good thing is that through planning this wedding, I’ve become somewhat of an organisational wizard. And this isn’t something I’ve ever perfected in my personal life. I’m the kinda gal that double books, forgets things constantly unless they’re written down and is slightly unreliable when it comes to making plans. However, give me a wedding and I become a ninja control freak.
You see, we have all the standard bits covered:
- I have a dress. And dates for fittings
- I have shoes. Which may or may not be completely impractical for my surroundings
- Al has shorts
- And a shirt
- We’ve paid for the majority of things
- We’ve got a photographer
- We have a wedding planner as part of the deal who organises everything else
- Blah, blah, blah
But I haven’t stopped there. My new-found organisational skills have gone one step further. You see, I’ve started packing favours and name cards into Tupperware so it’s ready to go into our new suitcase.
I’ve written a wedding speech (screw you tradition) and have been practicing it relentlessly. Although I can’t read it without crying yet.
I’ve even typed up a packing list, planned most of my outfits and am currently looking to mail out a wedding who’s who guide we’ve made, so our guests can get to know each other before being trapped on a plane together.
I am on organisational fire people.
Due to the above reasons, I feel relaxed (until I look at the daily countdown which gives me excited palpitations), am fairly on top of things and bloody raring to go! Like seriously, take me on holiday now!
Bring it on. #alexandjogetmarried