Isn't it supposed to be spring yet?

Someone please explain to me why it’s April and there was frost on my car this morning? And why I’m still wearing turtlenecks? Anyone? Ok.

This week has been very stressful for us, money-wise, although I think we may have things figured out now. Bad news: we have to have our septic tank pumped and inspected. Eww. Good news: after it’s repaired and the backyard no longer smells like raw sewage (once again: eww), we should be ready to proceed with our home equity loan. Operative word there being “should” – this process has been delayed so many times & hit so many snags that I now have no faith in it whatsoever. Anyway.

So yeah, I’ve been a bit stressed. Oddly, it seems like it’s all the financial stuff of paying for the wedding, rather than the wedding itself, that’s freaking me out. I’m actually really looking forward to the wedding part – first of all, I’ve known for ages that Dave is my “marriage & babies guy,” and I’m thrilled that we have the opportunity to make it official in front of our family & friends. Also, it’ll be great to have everyone here, and I’m excited that they’ll get to see our house at the rehearsal dinner. And the wedding should be small enough (looks like we’ll have less than 30 people there total) that I’ll actually get to feel like I was able to spend time with everyone. So that’s all wonderful. But this whole money thing… Yeesh. I don’t cope with financial problems very well. I had a dream the other night that I went to pick up my wedding dress on the day before our wedding, and not only was it was 2 sizes too small, but it was also turquoise. I cried a lot in my dream. I’m not sure what that symbolizes, but I think it means I’m feeling a bit frazzled. Dave’s been good about making me lie down and relax when I get home in the evenings so I’ll stop pacing around the house & freaking out. As of yesterday, we figured out a solution that should make things ok for the time being, but I’m still worried about all of the other hidden expenses that lie ahead in the next 5 weeks. I think I inherited this worrywart gene from my dad. Gotta love genetics. To quote Winnie the Pooh, “bother, bother, bother.”

Hope everyone has a great weekend. I’ll try to be back to my normal chipper self (hey, quit snickering) next week.