to the wedding.
Closer
to a nervous breakdown.
Closer
to living in the same state as Eric.
Closer
to being further away from my mom than I've ever been.
Closer
to no longer being called teacher
Closer
to being a "stay-at-home" mom.
(What does that mean anyway? I am pretty sure I will have to leave the house sometimes to go to Target with all of our gift cards. . . right?)
Closer
to having everything ready for the wedding.
(thanks to my mom and great friends)
Closer
to tossing everything I still have in Utah instead of packing it.
(I'm kind of sick of the clothes I kept)
Closer
to the 29th of December
Closer
to being Mrs. Bell.
(that's weird)
