19 days left. Less than 3 weeks. I couldn't be more excited for the wedding- all the details have come together so far. There are only about 2 dozen things on my list left to do (a quarter of them are house cleaning related), I'm feeling good even though there's a few things not going quite my way (I asked a friend to do the programs and she's been slacking on sending them, stuff like that, nothing big).

Just now, FH starts asking me questions about the Ketubah (Jewish marriage contract). How big is the part my mom is going to write? (she is a calligrapher). How big should the decoration around it be? (his dad is making it). And I literally don't care! LOL. I feel like I'm all of a sudden the opposite of taking crazy pills. (This kinda reminds me of when you're cleaning your room and you've gotten 90% of the way there and then you look around and go, I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE).

I'm ready for the planning to be over. I'm ready to be his WIFE. Change my NAME. Go to HAWAII!!! I'm a planner to my core and I just don't want to plan details anymore. No one has helped plan almost anything and I'm just, tired of planning stuff and making decisions of details and organizing it all with no help. I want to be my guy's wife and put my new target bathing suit on and drink a strawberry daiquiri.