- 7 years ago
- Wedding: May 2011
Apparently, I’m not doing a good job of not stressing. I thought I was doing fine. Until I vomited. Less than 2 days til my wedding, and I’m stress-vomiting.
So far this week: 3 lawnmowers, 1 weedeater, and 1 chainsaw died, minivan (essential for post-wedding airport runs) had to be fixed, father of the groom apparently didn’t realize that rental cars have to go on credit/debit cards and therefore almost required a 4 hour roundtrip to pick him up (he had cash, but not enough in his bank account), finished a BM dress (only found out last Tuesday that she didn’t have one, and that she’s getting divorced, moving, and remarrying to her daughter’s godfather), MOH’s computer crashed (along with all of her work files… and directions to my parents’ place), almost couldn’t find a ride for the best man from the airport (oh, and his Army unit wouldn’t give him a 4-day pass because they were having a barbecue he wasn’t allowed to miss, so he’s arriving DURING our rehearsal dinner at the airport 2 hours away), photographer’s route is flooded and her son broke his hand…
Plus all the highways in my hometown have changed (we have roundabouts? WHY?), my feet hurt like hell from being on my feet 12 hours a day for the past 5 days, my diet is nothing like normal, a flower I’m allergic to is blooming ALL over the yard, and I haven’t had more than 3 minutes alone with FI since last Saturday.