The Knot says, "Nine months left! You have 15 items overdue! You have 166 items left on your to-do list! Only 270 days to go! Aaaaaugh!!!"
Every time I check my gmail, this kind of thing is all that's there. Somebody send me some better gmail.
So I say, "Frankly, Knot, I don't give a damn. There's no need to be so frantic. We got two big items checked off this weekend, and I'm just not going to lose sleep over colors. On the other hand, 270 days is far too many. If we just elope now, will you stop nagging me?"
amiable_lyons says I'm not enthusiastic enough about wedding planning.
( Well, fine. )
See? I think about these things. Then I think about other things, like: how do you people with desk jobs stand to sit all day? Why has the Seattle School District started filtering sports sites? How can I get these stupid pop-ups off my computer? Why is my car making that weird noise? Should I wear boots, pumps or Mary Janes with my new plaid skirt?
But I think about wedding stuff too.