If you've ever been the designated wedding planner-part of a couple getting married, or you've taken part in planning a wedding, or you've attended a wedding, you probably have a pretty good idea that it's a wild, stress-laden ride. It usually ends in a beautiful wedding, but the trip is... well, it's something. There's a weird "been there" bond that past brides (and grooms too) who planned their own wedding share.

Cue my Santa.

I'm getting married in a couple months, and while I do try to keep the wedding stress to a minimum, I'd say 75% of my waking thoughts are dedicated to making mental lists of what's left to do, and how to accomplish that while both my fiance and I are working full time. (Yes, this is a first world problem and I'm very lucky to have it :) )

I got my box on a Friday after work, and had about 15 minutes to peek inside before having to venture back out for a meeting. I dashed to get my scissors and as carefully as I could, cut into the tape to reveal what was inside.

Wrapped! Presents! This was my first time getting wrapped gifts in a box--it's always something I've always loved seeing in the subreddit before gifts go out, and to have some of my own! I nearly cancelled my meeting so I could stay home and marvel at the wonderful in the box, but knew it would be that much sweeter if I waited...

When I got back home that evening... Well, I'll let the pictures and the captions do the talking :)