Things I Worry About

• That I don’t have any real friends, even though I know I do.
• That my mom will pass away or get really sick just before the wedding.
• That F’s mom or dad will pass away or get really sick just before the wedding.
• That I will be in credit card debt til the day I die.
• That my nagging about picking up after himself will make F hate and resent me.
• That we’ll never sell my house.
• That I’ll get sick on our Honeymoon.
• That I’ll not have Bridal Body 2008 for the wedding.
• That I’ll tell F’s dad off for being a racist bigot.
• That I’ll never find a wedding dress.
• That if I do find THE DRESS, my sister will be angry with me for not letting her make it.
• That F will want to raise the kids in his religion that I think is horribly sexiest.
• That we won’t be able to have kids.
• That there will be something wrong with our kids.
• That I’ll keep messing up dinner in someway every night for the rest of our married life. I seriously think this would change if we had a different stove!
• That The Crazy will be unbearable for poor F when I have whacked out pregnant hormones.
• That the global warming is as bad as they say it is and our kids will be doomed.
• That F will get a job far-far-away and I’ll have to move away from my family.
• That my sister’s cancer will come back.
• That I’ll lose my job.
• That I wouldn’t be able to find a new job.
• That you’ll all think I’m crazy because of what I worry about.