Letting go
I guess my bridezilla mode is on. With less than 3 months to go before the I-do(s), there are still million things need to be done. It's just amazing that the checklist never gotten shorter. I am very grateful parents and eddy have been the best they could being the co-wedding planners, but I couldn't help feeling gutted not having that person to keep me sane through the non-male/parents stuff, ..like fitting the wedding dress. It was tough enough to be there on my own, I was told off by the tailor who had just breeezed through my sketch (which had all my requests on it, yes I'm that fussy) during the initial consult. It makes me sad that as much as I want to be crazy to get new set of kain to remake my dream dress, I know no one else would notice it. It is just for a day anyways, yip, just that one big day that I have to wear it, for everyone else but myself. I guess this is the art of letting go, Goodbye world.