I rescheduled my wedding dress appointment for Monday.  Hear me out.

This week has been one night after another of not getting enough sleep.  Most mornings I take a nap after Will leaves for work/school to keep the bad mood at bay but that just didn’t seem to happen today due to a conflagration of events that, because I am not well rested felt quite a bit like a Universal Conspiracy to Piss Me Off.

I am not in a good mood.  This is not a good day to do any sort of clothes shopping, let alone dress shopping.  This is a day for pouting on the couch and being grouchy (until Grey’s Anatomy tonight which looks like it has the power to make me cry uncontrollably for a couple of hours which, honestly, feels kind of like what I really need right now).

When I told Will I was thinking of rescheduling the appointment he told me that I should keep the current appointment and “just get it over with.”

For future reference to all you men out there: the phrase “just get it over with” should never ever be used in any sort of association with any part of the wedding planning even when your future bride is well rested and in a good mood and it should exit your vocabulary completely when your bride to be is stressed out, tired and cranky. Seriously.

So, yeah.  I rescheduled the appointment for Monday afternoon.  This will give me the weekend to catch up on sleep regain some semblance of a good mood and calm the frack down.

To her credit, the lady at the shop I was going to go to was very friendly and thanked me profusely for actually calling to reschedule instead of just not showing up (apparently this is a trend).

So, yeah.  I kind of chickened out (or was possibly very responsible and smart).  Cluck cluck cluck.