My brain feels like it is all http://miss-smidge.co.uk/STRESS.

Instead of being happy when I found fabulous BHLDN bridesmaids dresses, or when I bought my Louboutins for my wedding shoes, or as we plan our road trip honeymoon down the west coast of America and dreaming of the Post Ranch Inn, or when we paid the deposit on a much better venue for the wedding than we thought we’d get it, my brain can’t seem to let me enjoy anything that is going on.

My life is full of excellent, fabulous things and i’m not enjoying them.

YES, PLEASE DO SLAP ME.

I honestly want to slap myself instead of all this woe is me is crap when really I have nothing to whine about. It’s like someone complaining that they are fat/ugly when they are blatantly beautiful. It’s not needed.…

…but I can’t help it, I can hear myself whine…

Instead of enjoying these things and cooing over the pretty I am instead stressing over every other detail in my life – a new job, more money, my hen-do, making this blog more, better, more read (I have no idea why, it should just be) – all the while trying to squirrel away every penny I have whilst not thinking my life is boring because all I so is spend/ squirrel/spend on the fricking wedding.

I am going to slap myself I don’t snap out of this funk right now.

I need to find something else to think about or do. Fast. I need a hobby… B has suggested volunteering at a cat sanctuary…any other ideas before I turn into smidgezilla from hell?

Miss S x