Well, not yet. Our wedding is actually 100 days from today. So technically, we will be in the double digits tomorrow.
Where did all the time go? When we got engaged in August 2008, the wedding seemed a lifetime away. I have to admit that I was upset about the fact that I would have to wait so long to walk down the aisle. I tried to twist our timeline any which way to get the date bumped up, but it just wasn't possible.
Now that the wedding is just around the corner, I find myself wishing that I had more time. I even (jokingly) asked Mr. Pudding if he would mind postponing.
To be honest, I am feeling a little unprepared. There is still so much to do, wedding wise, but my fears go beyond that. I'm feeling a little bit unprepared for this "married" part - for this part when I officially leave my family to begin one of my own - the part where I become an adult.
Yes, I realize that I am 27 years old. Yes, I realize that by the time Mama Pudding was my age she already had 3 kids to take care of. But the thing is, deep down inside I don't feel 27. I feel about 17. Everytime I hear Abba's "Dancing Queen", I feel like they're singing to me :p
So, I guess I am having a case of cold feet. But my cold feet aren't about Mr. P. I know that I want to be with him. We've been together for 6 years already, so I feel like that't pretty clear. My cold feet are towards this "growing up" business.
Is anyone else as nervous as I am to finally become an adult?
P.S. I realize that for many of you your wedding did not mark the day that you became an adult. The day you got your frist job, first apartment, first child, etc., did. Please excuse my rather old fashion view of what marriage means.
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