105 days and counting

It’s 105 days until Tony and I get married. So much still to do! Though the wine arrived today. Naively I assumed the Tesco man would carry it upstairs, else I’d have chosen a day when Tony was home to help me lug it all up the stairs. Still, I have a wedding dress to fit, so…

So, when I say home: we moved 3 weeks ago. A nice little 1-bed (though moving everything up all those stairs nearly killed us). The flat is 90% unpacked. Broadband arrived today – Virgin Media’s a tad slow in this area. iPlayer downloads take longer than the programme itself! Still a bookcase to assemble so I can unpack the last few boxes of books (so many books!). Then there are a few boxes of odds and ends I need to find homes for. Remembering that a boy also leaves in the flat too!

It’s a little strange still. I still have to pinch myself to remind me we’re actually living together now.

Still plenty of things to ensure the wedding goes to plan. Like, well, check the caterer we’ve found can do the date we want!  But it looks like we’ll be able to do it all for the budget we have – thank to the generosity of the families, as we have absolutely no money. And what little we had has gone on furniture and other housey stuff.