1.) Feelings of hopelessness and frustration: check

2.) General annoyance with anything wedding related: check

3.) Proclivity to choose ANYTHING just so wheels will be in motion and decisions will be made: check

4.) Number of times eyes rolled or sighed deeply this morning: 11
(more than 10 = disorder)

5.) Unusual focus on time and time increments: check

Our wedding is in six months and we've yet to send out the save-the-dates. I know. It's frightening to me too.

My maid of honor is a former art-director and she did a lovely, bang-up job on our vintage postcard save-the-dates. But the files are a bit wonky and they need to get to the printer...like two days ago.

"Do you like how these came out?" I said to Greg this morning.

"Uhm...I guess," he replied

Now I'm questioning everything and unsure if I like them either. But uncertainty is no longer acceptable. It's time has come and gone. This is the time for stamp licking and envelope sealing.

I'm officially in code red panic mode.

* Note: If you responded positively to at least three of the questions above, you have a disorder.