So, we're getting married in four months and one week. I could tell you about all of the things that need to be done in order for that to happen, but then I'd have a nervous breakdown.
Because that isn't nearly enough fun... we're in escrow. (That means we're in a strange limbo between agreeing to buy a particular house and actually owning it.) Yeah. Cross your fingers for us that everything proceeds as scheduled.
Naturally, this all coincides neatly with two gigantic and time consuming projects at work. Of course it does.
I promise to let you know when my hair starts falling out from the stress.
