When this blog post goes live my man and I will already be on the road heading for Belgium. And this time we’re not going there to see family and friends or to stock up on chocolate and beer. This time we’re going back home to get married! That’s right, in two days I will finally be Mrs. Saenen! I’m so proud! And so excited! And so nervous!
Not that there’s anything to be nervous about of course – what could possibly go wrong – but it’s just that I want everything to be perfect. It really is a lot of stress work planning a wedding, especially if you’re going big. I swear, whoever said wedding planning is fun has clearly never planned a wedding before. Luckily we’ll have plenty of time to relax and recharge our batteries after the big day, because after the wedding we’ll be spending three weeks in Hawaii for our honeymoon. 21 days of island hopping, baby, aw yeah!
So proud to be getting married to such an amazing guy!
My man and I made a deal that computers and phones will be off-limits during our honeymoon, which brings me to my next point: taking a major blog break. My man always says that the internet goes everywhere with us because of the blog and it’s true. Usually he doesn’t really mind and understands that blogging is a 24/7 thing, but this time it’s going to be just him and me. It has to be. You only get married once after all. And you only go on honeymoon once. I can’t let blogging get in the way of that experience. I’ll probably still be posting honeymoon snaps on Instagram, so feel free to follow me there or on Twitter or Facebook if you’re interested in tagging along for a virtual tour of Hawaii, but the blog itself? Out of bounds. I’m not going to lie, it will be weird being away from the blog for four whole weeks. I’ve never been away that long before. I’m already worried about people losing interest and my baby dying a slow painful death. And yet at the same time I also think it will be liberating for me to get away from it all. Sometimes I feel almost like a slave of my blog. A slave of the internet. And for that reason I think taking a month-long break might actually be good for me. It might force/help me to become a little less anal about things. And little more relaxed. Yeah. This will be good for me. It will be good. It’s all good.
Alright, I’m sure you’re getting a bit fed up with my little existential crisis by now, so I’m going to wrap things up here and say my goodbyes. I’ll see you all in four weeks! Be good, guys, I’m going to miss you!