Less than a month ago, Manda and I had our apartment spotless. My family was flying out to SF for Christmas and so we cleaned up, scrubbed, and dusted all over the place to make sure everyone would be happy and comfortable.
Less than a month later, it looks like a wedding threw up all over our apartment. There are supplies for making invitations, boxes of wedding gifts, piles of honeymoon-related snow clothes. There are branches. There are lamps. There are thank you cards, place cards, and greeting cards. There are receipts everywhere. There are empty bottles of every kind of sparkling non-alcoholic drink sold within the Bay Area. There are tasting cakes. There are magazine clippings of cakes and place settings and branches. There are binders with all of our notes and book after book after book of wedding planning guides telling how we need binders to keep all of our notes.
It's everywhere. With less than two weeks to go before the big day, I have the feeling that it's only going to get worse the closer we get. When it's all over and we get back from our honeymoon, maybe then we can start to dig out from it all.