Extreme and Unexpected Symptoms

As noted, Saturday was traveling to Jtown. When we got there we did a lot of catching up with FSIL who had her bridal shower that I shamefully missed {I may or may not be the worst SIL/BM in the world while simultaneously being the best friend in the world…standby}. As she showed all of her amazing presents I welled up, thinking that it was because she and my babybrotha were going to be hitched in 8 WEEKS. As I sit here designing and redesigning RSVP cards, I realized, PWSD is back.

I’m heinous.

PWSD Relieved

I’ve posted a lot about my very grumpy nature post wedding. I have actually been doing a lot of crying, a lot of eating of chocolates {I don’t even LIKE chocolate, FYI} and a LOT I mean A LOT of whining. Ridiculous. I was really starting to get on my own nerves. Then two things happened.

I read this post.

MB accused me of having the wedding be the only thing I lived for.