This morning I woke up at 5:03 with a rather rotund cat wrapped around my legs. I rolled over and nearly fell off the air mattress.
I got up showered and ran laundry, texted my fiancé and made tea. Then I blow dried my hair – the plot thickens as my hair achieves artful volume.
It is February 22, 2014.
I am getting married today.
I am completely calm.
Given, I am inordinately excited, but there are no nerves.
I tried analyzing this and realized I should just enjoy it because right around the time that the photographer gets here and the make up and hair ladies have there way with me – I will be a frazzled mess.
Off to eat a good breakfast, journal, and maybe do yoga…
I have way too much time.
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