Tonight's agenda consists of listening to classic rock and rage cleaning.
This should really count as exercise. I'm dripping in sweat. I can't wait for the temperature to drop enough for mosquitoes to fuck off already. I'm over being bit. I'm also tired of temperatures in excess of 80 degrees, and the subsequent sodomy from the electric company. Summer can fuck right off already.
Ooooo Pink Floyd. Okay enough bitching, back to cleaning.
It's crazy how everything went from sitting around and waiting for the universe to align to everything moving at an alarming speed. It's got me a little on edge. Or maybe it's the reality that this is actually happening.
He has that effect on me. It's like everything I feel when it comes to him is intensified. The man can literally take my breath away with his words. No one has ever been able to do that, and I highly suspect no one else ever will. He's the light to my darkness and I'm certain he'll always love me, even when I can't find it in me to love myself. When we're together he's everything I ever hoped for, but thought I would never have.
I probably looked through about 500 different wedding dresses. I couldn't stomach the thought of wearing white. The were some blue, blush, and champagne color dresses, but ultimately I decided to go with a black and red option. It really just fits our personalities much better. He likes it, I like it, and who cares what anyone else thinks. 🤷🏼♀️
I have a handful of things left to do still, and I bet the next couple of months are going to go by faster than I'm ready for. 🤞🏻 Fingers crossed that it all goes smoothly.
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Red is good luck in some countries!
Ooo that's good to know! White is so overrated. I mean, how many people are even virgins when they get married anymore anyway. 🤷🏼♀️
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