Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts

24 July 2008

The Past Few Weeks

I’ve not been on here a lot this month. I had a glorious 2 weeks of work as our office closed for the 12th July holidays. Unfortunately I spent one week in agony and I’m still suffering from mysterious abdominal pains. The lovely doctors in A&E ruled out appendicitis thank goodness but they had no idea what was causing the pain so I had the option of staying in the hospital stuffed full of painkillers where they could keep a bit of an eye on me or I could go home with loads of painkillers and at least be miserable in the comfort of my own home. I chose the latter and I’ve been holed up in my parents’ house feeling rather sorry for myself.

I suspect the major culprit is stress. I may have mentioned once or twice before that I’m quite a stressed person in general but with all the doings that need done in the run up to the wedding I feel like I’m turning into a time bomb that will explode at any minute. Thank gawd I have some very understanding friends and family and a very very very patient husband to be!

I’ve had my first dress fitting and all went well – I just need about 6 or 7 inches lopped off the bottom of the dress to stop myself from tripping head over heels as I try to walk anywhere in it! My next fitting is in a couple of weeks time and I’m very excited to see how it’s coming along. There will be one more fitting after that to make sure that everything is perfect and then I get to take it home. I will have to leave it safely in my friend’s house away from prying eyes and cigarette smoke and also to stop me from being tempted to try it on every 5 minutes and parade around the house in it!

The bridesmaids have now all been for their fittings too. 2 out of 3 need absolutely nothing done to their dresses and the third needs hers taken in (the bitch!!!!!). Hahaha… she will know who she is when she reads this and she knows I love her really! I’ve been told by my own dressmaker that I’m not allowed to loose any more weight or my dress won’t fit around the bust and it would be a nightmare (not to mention rather expensive) to take in in time for the wedding. Ho hum… I will just have to keep up the arm toning exercises and cut down on the aerobics.

6 June 2008

2 Months & 21 Days


So there are now 2 months and 21 days until I get married and start my whole new life as a married woman. Even typing that makes me feel a bit aprehensive. I’ve got to the point where we’ve been engaged for so long and I’ve been going over every little detail so comprehensively that I just can’t be bothered with it any more! I think I now realise how my hubby-to-be has been feeling since the start. We’ve both reached the stage where we’d like to be married but the idea of the 2 of us in a registry office and then down the pub afterwards seems like a much more appealing option!

I have my first dress fitting tomorrow. I’ve not seen it since I ordered it in January so I’m quite excited about that but there’s a little demon on my shoulder whispering “you’ve put on wieght since then”; “it won’t be as nice as you remember”; “you’ll need loads of re-sizing and it will cost a fortune” and other such poisonous statements. The worst thing is that I realise this demon is myself and if all of the above is true then I have no-one to blame but myself and somehow that makes it even harder.

I am easily stressed (I think I’ve inherited that from my father!) so dealing with impending nuptials is sending me a bit over the edge but I know I’m making the right decision and now it’s just a matter of finding a coping solution. I hope that this blog will help a little with that, but only time will tell!