As of right now, I have 38 days to go, and I'm acting crazy! I finally received my surfboard "guest book" in the mail that I have been waiting weeks for. I break a nail trying to open the box and I cried....seriously?! I hear a love song on the radio and I cry. And no, I don't even have the PMS excuse! School starts this week and I'm so overstressed and overemotional. Poor FH doesn't know what to do with me. He just feels bad that "I'm not enjoying this time." I want to, but there are so many little details to worry about (for the wedding and preparing for the first day of school) that its driving me nuts. Anyone else feel the same?