EEEEKkkkkk! I don't think I can emphasize how freaked out and stressed I am at this very moment. Why you ask? Well, as most of you know by know, my boyfriend popped the question on April 9th and I am now engaged (I would have posted about this before but I was trying to catch my RL friends in "person", i.e. over MSN before I put it on LJ). So we've been trying to plan a wedding in Fredericton (July 21, 2007) while liveing in Halifax. Not easy whatsoever. Although my dad makes a pretty good wedding planner.
Other source of major stress? We put an offer in on a condo townhouse this afternoon. I leave for Seattle for a week on Saturday. I have panic attacks about major trips anyway let alone a trip during our reviewing period. *Freaks* It's a gorgeous condo that we first saw last week but didn't seriously consider cause it's the first one we saw. He have since seen others (one of which was a dump) and been to the area where others are available and have not seen anything that even remotely compares (all new flooring, kitchen, main floor windows, paint, bathrooms, etc....). It is the awesome. We would only need to buy a washer (may need to replace the dryer in the long term) and some stuff like curtains and maybe a rug for downstairs. Now I don't know the area very well but it seems decent (not great but not a slum either, and I am still a student after all). And our mortgage guy lives like four blocks away so it must be a decent area eh? But did I mention we made an offer this afternoon after seeing it again this morning? I knew I should have spoken about it in length to some people this past weekend for opinions but the fiance (see how the word just rolls off... :-) ) didn't want to seriously consider it since it was the first place we saw. He was brought around to its awesome when we saw a couple of other places. *Continues freaking*
And man, I still have to book a caterer to go with my reception location since there is apparently a "rival couple" who had also been looking at our reception location (but we won darn it!) who may snatch them. And my desired (and the only decent one I can afford) videographer may be travelling on that date, and I need to pick a photographer, and.... Eeeeekkkkkk!