Almost one month ago I had it in my brain that I was some how going to post every day before our wedding – I’d love to laugh at that ambitious girl now because that definitely did not happen.
The wedding has come and gone, leaving me the official Mrs. A Squared. In an odd sense I thought that I would feel different. I definitely did not expect a sense of “wifey duty” to kick in or anything like that, but in a way… I suppose I expected to feel more accomplished. Truth is I’ve really been Mrs. A Squared for quite some time and already had a lot of this “feeling” a part of my day-to-day so I am not sure how I could have thought things would be different.
Don’t get me wrong – it’s not bad that it doesn’t feel different. Not at all. Maybe I feel un-accomplished? That probably sounds ridiculous. The wedding itself was lovely, the reception had its quirks – and its true that I will be the only one who knows about them but that’s the problem. I know. I am very much a perfectionist to the point where I can be anal retentive. The miniscule details are not something to dwell on, maybe I will outline the events later, so let’s jump to the honeymoon.
Disney World – I want to say… not what I expected. In fact you can expect a comparison (though a direct comparison would be unfair) between Disneyland and Disney World in the coming weeks. I plan to outline why we may never go back to Florida. Perhaps it was that I went in there expecting what I have come to love about Disney and I was disappointed, or perhaps it was the endless other things. No, not the weather – that was actually a highlight, we love storms. What I am talking about is a list of negative experiences from the people (Not the Floridians) to allergic reactions. Not to mention we came home to our cat practically comatose with depression – he lost 3 kg while we were away. We aren’t sure whether he was just lonely or perhaps its just his time.
Truth be told… this could be an extremely long post so its best for me to just spread it out over time and morph it into a “Wedding Wednesdays” type of deal. Share everything from the DIY projects to the events themselves.
Seat belts from left to right. Row one, tug on your yellow straps. Row two. Row three. Good – hold onto to anything you don’t wish to lose from this dimension. 🙂
– A
A. N. Stetzl 