You just knew I would do a countdown, didn’t you? I can never resist them.
There are ten days left until Sam and I get married. Technically nine and half.
There is a pile of beautiful flowers in my room, which are slowly being transformed into beautiful wedding decorations by my talented mother.
Our apartment is almost completely put together. Our kitchen could not be better equipped.
I am almost used to saying “our” instead of “my.”
My dress is almost done.
Our sand ceremony vase arrived in the mail.
I’m almost to the end of my last week of work before the wedding.
Everything is coming together. Just as it should.
And I cannot wait.