It turns out that wedding planning is not a small thing that you sneak into a few spare minutes. It’s super intense.
But I’m an optimist, and I like pretty things. I think that after I get used to the intensity of wedding schtuff, things will go just swimmingly. Also, there is a limit to wedding planning. You make two hundred choices and you’re done. Presto.
Just to show the wedding planning gods who’s boss, I’m watching a hockey game tonight. Take that, two hundred unmade decisions.