I woke up this morning to a little alarm on my calendar alerting me to this:
That is, 100 days until our wedding. 100 days until I, DCL, becomes DCM. 100 days until we are married.
I might be mildly freaking out now about things I still have left to do?
More so, though, I cannot wait for the moment that I first get to say, “This is my husband, James.” I think that will be a pretty magical thing.
Until then, I plan to power through the next 99 days. Thank you all for your continued love and support; you have no idea how much it means to the both of us as we move toward this amazing day.
For now, the worrywart in me is going to set another alarm for a 50-day countdown just in case I need a reminder. Because who knows…I might just need a reminder. But probably not.