I haz it.
I'm at this point in the planning process where the major stuff is booked, which is good, but now we're working on all the little details, which I thought was going to be fun. Instead it's a little overwhelming. I'm trying to keep track of RSVPs (which are sent to my mom's house, but then I have the "Master List"), figure out table settings, filling the favors, picking table linens, blah blah blah blah blah. I feel like I'm juggling 17 chainsaws while balancing a book on my head. Last week? I forgot my own address.
Either I've got serious bridal brain or, according to WebMD, I'm pregnant and I have brain cancer.