Our Married Life

OK. My mother just called me at work. She had the audacity to tell me this:

“Why don’t you and Brian save the money, and I’ll take care of planning the wedding. You only need a month to do all of this stuff, you shouldn’t be wasting your time.”

Are you kidding me? She’s telling me that she’ll plan MY wedding with our money? UGHHGHGHGHHG. This is in addition to other stuff of course. But that basically crossed the line.

If anyone dares to talk bad about what we want, then you’re not invited, I don’t care who you are.

I am no longer accepting input from anyone but Brian. All I want is a headcount. If you can’t give me that, then I will use the number I have on my list so far. If that list isn’t worth throwing a celebration, we’re eloping. I don’t have time to worry about this. I don’t want to turn into one of those bridezillas. Work is enough stress, I don’t want to turn this wedding into more stress.