I love my husband more than anything. I loved my wedding, too. But planning every detail, like a crazed lunatic who recently discovered performance-enhancing drugs, nearly put me into a mental institution.
Let me preface this by saying, if you are a bride-to-be, take pause before you read this. ‘Cause it’s about to get real honest real quick up in this piece, ladies.
Jimi and I created this blog to share all of the things that make us healthy and happy. The little things that we have learned that improve our physical and mental health. Guess what doesn’t do either of those things for anyone? That’s right. Planning a wedding.
If you’re anything like me, here’s exactly what you can expect:
Maybe you give yourself 14 months to plan a wedding, assuming that you’ll savor every second of it. You’ll avoid the stress by giving yourself so much time. You’re…
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