On seven…

Seven days. One week. Exactly.

In exactly one week, I will be married already. The stress of the day will (hopefully) be gone, and I would possibly be busy taking pictures somewhere on the venue grounds with Jeanette, and my new husband, before celebrating with all out guests (who I hope are still coming…).

Husband. A word I’m not used to saying.

A word I will have to get used to. And a new surname. A new signature. A new life. A new start. New beginnings. So many new things to get used to.

No, I haven’t practiced a new signature yet. Nor have I written it out a bajillion times to see what it would look like. I guess I will find out when I have the official documentation with me ๐Ÿ˜‰

And in one week and two days we’ll be off to a relaxing island holiday. Sounds like bliss. So much so that I will HAVE to have a minimum amount of cocktails per day to drink. And spend as much time as possible doing nothing, except relax. And maybe snorkel, or order another cocktail.

**As a side note. It might be worth it to mention that tomorrow is also my last working day.**

2 thoughts on “On seven…

  1. JessicaGiggles

    Yay! It’s almost here!! Wishing you all the best for your special day. xxx

    It took a looooong time for me to get used to calling Gary my husband. It comes with time. Remember how weird it was to call him your fiancรฉ? ๐Ÿ˜‰


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