…when the ceremony space called me on the friday evening (we were leaving for our DW early monday morning and participating in a friend’s wedding that night/all saturday) to tell me that they hadn’t recieved my cheque and they didn’t know if they could hold the space (it was lost in the mail even though I sent it in the most expensive way, and they called after there was any chance that I could get to a bank or to the post office or anything)
…when my dress didn’t fit 5 days before the wedding (it never actually fit the way it should have)
…when the spa I was getting my wedding manicure at thought I was just getting a polish change instead of shellac french and didn’t think that they had time to do it (it was the only time that I could do it before our DW and I had booked the appt weeks ago)
The previous things all happened back to back on the same day, I came home walked in the door and full-on bawled like a baby while my poor DH tried to consol me while also getting ready to go to our friends’ rehersal
…when I couldn’t find a veil anywhere in my city and it was too late to order (WB saved me here! Thank you classified section!!)
…when I found out everyone was planning on wearing orange (we only had 7 girls and I hate orange plus it really clashed with my blush bouquet)… I ended up changing my flowers and my mom changed her dress and it all looked good in the end… this may have been my biggest bridezilla moment
…when I came back from Europe 10 lbs heavier (with only 10 days until I left for my wedding)
…when the restaurant called me the night before our wedding to tell me that they had given the private room I booked to another party and would be moving me into a room that I had never even seen (I had spent days pouring over my restaurant options and the room decor/view was a big part of the decision)… it turned out to be a nicer room, thank god!
…when the night before my wedding (like 11pm after the rehearsal dinner) I started steaming my dress and noticed that the seamstress had done a bad job sewing the very intricate beaded belt back on my dress and there was a giant (like 1 inch) gap!!! Thankfully I packed a sewing kit and my mom re-stiched it on me while I was getting ready.
…now, when San Francisco City Hall is telling me that it is going to be November before I can get my marriage license. I got married in August!!! grr!
I feel like in the week leading up to my wedding the wheels completely fell off and everything that I had meticulously planned and worked on just went bottoms up. But it all turned out ok in the end and I’m sure in 30 years I will laugh about it. Especially since one of the reasons that we did a small DW is because we didn’t want all the stress that comes along with typical wedding… boy was I wrong about that!