5 Months.

Yeh. Just under 5 months left. And the madness is setting in. All that energy I had going into it, organizing, being on top of things? Yeh, gone. The money situation doesn't help, for sure. I was working -constantly-, but last week I got smacked down by The Mystery Illness, which took me out of commission for a full week. And I didn't have the sick time to cover it all. So no overtime, much less regular work time, for this coming paycheck. Now they're telling me that they're putting a cap on it-- only 20 hours of overtime a week. So now I'm starting to scrutinize things, going 'Eh, it's an -aquarium-, people don't need tables or extra seating. The point is to walk around, after all. Plus, there's always those benches that are already there. I've started looking at things backwards. Before I was so proud, I'd secured the flowers, picked a venue, gotten my dress...Now I still haven't paid the deposit for decor, called the DJ and initial venue to cancel, booked those damn hotel blocks (which I'll get to in a minute), or gotten ahold of the bakery to schedule a tasting and pick flavors already. And I have no will to do any of it. Drained not only from constant working and illness, but also the stress of buying the New House. I really just want to be married and use this money to make the house the way we want it. Plus roommate woes that I'll not go into at this time. I've even relegated all rehearsal dinner plans to Christ's mom, something which pains me greatly. Not just the assignment of organization, but also absolving myself from payments on it. I just don't have it in me to plan -anything- else.

The aforementioned damnable hotel blocks. Searched for hotels near the aquarim and called ten or so. Got ONE person. And they said they'd email me the information to secure it and never did. All these stupid hotels are so expensive, but I don't know if I'm just a cheapskate and other people would have no problem paying $200 for a hotel. Maybe I should look for hotels further out, farther from the beach? I've no idea what's acceptable and, thus far, this is my absolute least favorite wedding task.

On a positive note, I found some shoes and got my veil stuff in. Woo.