So this is what it's like to be one month away from the big day... I thought I'll be more paranoid, a lot busier, and will turn into a worrywart once I start counting the weeks and not the months, but turns out I'm feeling the exact opposite.
Everything seems ready, or at least that's what I think, because I no longer want to go into the nitty-gritty details or else I'll only find more and more things to do with less and less time. I'm enjoying the morning classes at the gym, random lunch outs with the office mates, and the nightly MRT rides home with the fiance like I'm not getting married any time soon.
Right now I'm just looking forward to a good massage, a hefty Christmas shopping, and to finishing my 2 months worth of workload squeezed into 3 weeks.