I have two months left of unmarried life which is beginning to sound better and better as it gets closer. I think the reason it is sounding better is because I will no longer have to be planning a wedding, calling vendors, finding addresses, contemplating weather or not we have everyone on the address list, cleaning mom and dads home (getting married there), or asking people for help on different tasks which I feel I should be doing. It will be over I will be happily married and calm for a while, well, until we decide children sound like a good idea.
I have spent the last week sorting through details like napkin folding, wine glasses, guest books, and music (special songs). I feel like I am going to explode inside every time I start running through my "To Do List". There is just so much to do and I feel like the water just keeps getting deeper and deeper no matter which way I turn and try to get out. The worst thing is that everyone keeps telling me all this work and that one day will go by sooooo fast. I don't want it to go fast I want it to last for ever or at least long enough for me to enjoy it and not worry about what else is going on.
I am excited and scared, happy and sad, tired and eager, and every other opposite combination of emotions you can think of.
I think the thought that saddens me the most is losing my Niese name. I love being a Niese not just because you can blame any inappropriate/annoying mannerism on the blood line, but because it is a name with a lot of meaning to me. I love sharing the family name and pride myself on being a Niese and having the family I do. Losing that name is like losing part of myself, although I guess you never really lose it you just hide it for a while.
Maybe a hyphen would be cool. Kristen Joan Niese-Schnipke. Or maybe I should make him take my name?!?!?!?!?! That would be fun.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
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I love Paul Niese. DOOOO IT!
Seriously, though, I was surprised when I was about to "lose" the Niese last name. Partly because of losing the "Niese" excuse like you said (swear to God, that thought crossed my mind) but also because it's like closing off a definite chapter in your life.
And it makes it harder for people to stalk you on Facebook. Kidding.
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