...and i'm back.

Sorry for being MIA, we had some family stuff that made for a looooong weekend.  Let's leave it at that.

I'm back at work though, and restless.  My mother sent me an email this morning and all it said was...

5 months to go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gulp.  Seriously.  FIVE months?  That's it???

I'm not ready.  And not in the sense that I don't want to get married cause I do.  Let's face it, Adam and I practically ARE married already minus the paper and the super-fun party we get to throw.

But my name is going to change.  Sounds like a pretty pathetic thing to be freaking out about, huh?  Nevermind the fact that we're going to get up in front of all these people (hopefully without tripping), profess our love and agree to disagree for the rest of our lives.  That part?  Doesn't scare me.  A new name?

Gulp.

Adam keeps telling me that I'm freaking out over this because nothing about the wedding is freaking me out and well, I'm a bride and aren't I supposed to be going all bridezilla on everyone at this point?  And yes I'm being silly, cause it's not like anything about me changes...even my initials stay the same. 

I'm having an identity crisis for no reason.

Oh and while we're on freakouts, my quarter-century-life-crisis will be happening on April 14th this year, mark your calendars.

Comments

[Em]

Ummmmm.... you don't HAVE to change your name, you know. :)

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