10

10

This is the number of days until I am married.  Of course I am extremely excited and so so happy, but at the same time I can't help but feel a sense of apprehension.  Most everything in my life will change in either a minor or major way.  My whole life while growing up I did not plan on being married until I was in my late twenties, 25 at the earliest. 

I'm not sure exactly why, it is just the way I felt it would happen.  I have been a very independent person and a bit of a perfectionist ever since I was a child.  I have always liked to do things on my own, and do them a certain way.  With marriage, obviously this will have to change a little.  I will have to learn to rely on my husband as much as I rely on myself.  I will have to learn to accept that he might not make the bed with hospital corners or load the dishwasher with all of the spoons, forks and knives in separate compartments. I will have to learn to accept that he doesn't fold towels or jeans the same why I do (even if it makes me cringe when I see him do it wrong). I will have to learn to compromise somehow because we both insist on sleeping on the right side of the bed. 

So, for the next few months I've decided this will be my motto:

I will hold myself to a standard of Grace not perfection

And if that doesn't work, I'm pretty sure an extra diet coke or two will definitely help ;)

-Kami