… You aren’t even engaged yet, but you’re so excited you start thinking of ideas, and then you’re engaged, and the immensity of the planning hits you (because you’re no longer playing wedding, it’s for real) and you stop because you have college and jobs and then a teenager and an adolescent (who happen to both be boys, with which you have zero experience, aside from fighting with them at Tae Kwon Do classes) and you think you have all of the time in the world, and then a few months later you realize your fiancé is PCSing in a matter of months and you have to plan everything NOW because he won’t be here THEN and you have to start going through your belongings and organizing them into pack/sell/donate piles because you want to send some of your belongings with him, even though you aren’t actually moving until after the wedding in June?

It’s been one of those days.  For a couple of months.