It hit me yesterday how much I still have to do. We were sitting outside our favorite hole-in-the-wall breakfast joint when I commented that we needed to figure out our plan for Kodiak during the wedding. Months ago we had discussed one option and I just assumed that was what we were going to do.

Michael had a different idea of where the dog would stay in it makes total sense, but it threw me so off track when he mentioned it that I got upset. I know it sounds crazy — getting upset over who will watch the dog — but it wasn’t about that. It was the first sense of overwhelming omigod I have just over 100 days to plan the wedding panic.

There’s still a lot to be done. The invitations are still being worked on. The limo has to be rented. Our wedding bands have to be purchased, as well as suits for all the guys. Wedding party and parents gifts need to be purchased. Hell, they need to be picked out. Favors need to be ordered, centerpieces need to be finalized and I need to figure out where I can rent linens for an affordable price to in order to bring some color into my venue.

I’m sort of panicking.

Not totally, but it took me awhile to fall asleep last night. It’s all just moving so quickly. Wasn’t it just the week we got engaged? How can it be just over three months away? Let’s not even talk about how six weeks before the wedding I will be in Colorado for a week for work. A whole week where nothing can be done. Six weeks out. Jeesh.

It’s all going to work out, this I know. But it’s hard to see that light at the end of the tunnel when I have limo quotes running through my head and fabric swatches taunting me.

Any wedding planners reading? I can’t pay you, but I will rave about you for hours on the blog and recommend you to every single bride-to-be I meet. Fair trade? No? What if I throw in a pair of shoes?