I am currently sitting on a glorious king bed in Salt Lake City, Utah. I am what we “flight attendants” like to call a “door slammer,” today, which simply means I am doing ABSOLUTELY nothing other than being a room hobbit for the next 15 hours. Sounds pretty boring, I know, but for me, this is pretty much pure bliss right now. I don’t think I have gotten a free moment since January, and I didn’t think it was affecting me too much until I almost had an emotional breakdown over a cheese platter last weekend. Nothing like the price of a good Gruyère to throw a gal overboard. Expensive cheese and jokes aside, this season has been a tough one for my fiancé John and me. I am pretty sure we boarded the super-sonic, express train of life once we got engaged because there has been NO time. Just none. Y’all. I legit have a pile of laundry the size of a small walrus in my laundry room. My flowers are knocking on death’s door. I am actually pretty sure they have joined a permanent residency… let’s be real. John and I are closing on house number 2, and have currently turned the Charlotte living room into a moving distribution center. Not to mention the fact that I personally have AT LEAST 100 small things lefts to do for our wedding, all of which adds up to 1 very big stressor. Those are just a FEW of the things going on in our lives right now. Send up a little prayer for us folks…