Welcome to day 3 of me having logistical nightmares about the most chill wedding ever planned.

I didn’t even want to have a wedding. My partner and I just decided to do this because he has amazing health insurance. I never even wanted to get married. But our irritating parents demanded we do SOMETHING, and now I’m stressed out by it all.

Wow, I have apparently found the one topic on Mastodon where I can complain and have everyone come in my mentions to give me advice that makes me feel worse and is utterly beside the point.