I think I'm up coz I'm stressed

I think I'm still up past midnight on a school night because I'm stressed. B and I started seriously checking out reception places last week and this past weekend and man oh man. Man oh man we are going to be spending some serious cash. Man oh man. Part of the stress also is the damn freaking guestlist that somehow ballooned from 150ppl to 200+. How do these things happen? I'll tell you how. Mom. That's how these happen. And on Saturday, after we looked at this one place I just ADORED, I felt this resentment toward her that I really didn't want to feel. Because I know I'm the only daughter, and I know this is important to my parents, and I know that they want to share this with people whot are important to them (and yes I sincerely believe she believes they should be important in my eyes too). *sigh* Dang Titas and Titos and Ates that are not blood related. How did so many people who have no blood relation to me become a part of my family. Thankfully, despite this insomnia inducing stress, I feel more blessed than cursed by this dilemna. *sigh*