An Affirmation

I know what I am doing with the wedding.
I have ideas & plans and they are good.
My invitation, after intense back and forth between the redhead & I, is working out.
I need to trust my instincts and go with what I want.
There are a trillion, gazillion choices out there but I have done enough research and have the files/folders/materials to prove it. So time to quit looking at choices.
I will get a trillion suggestions because people love me but they love me enough to stand by the choice I am making.
They will not be offended if I don't agree to their suggestions.
I am happy because I am getting married to the boy.


I need to say this to myself at least once a week.

Now that I am getting down to doing the actual work that I have planned for, I am having all these almost-panic moments where if I really let myself go, I know I can become OCDish.
Add to that the boy's irreverent attitudes concerning groomsmen (what??? I don't want to pick just three friends to stand up there. What is the point of that? i don't want anybody), which is symptomatic of his attitude to most things concerning the wedding and I needed to just affirm to myself that I know exactly what I am doing and it'll be absafrackinglutely brilliant!

The poor boy - he is having a hard time - not only is he having such a culture clash - what with not knowing about christian traditions but also the constant juggling of class, work & worrying about his family is getting to him.

I think I need to put together an updated Syrian Christian wedding 101 Presentation for him or even a care package.