I've written before about some of the nightmares I've had while wedding planning but they've lately been leaving me alone. Given that we're now 22 days out, I suppose I was due for one.
In the one I had last night, everything went wrong. I had forgotten to make the escort cards, my hair stylist/beloved friend Janaya got angry and left, our make up artist was highly annoyed that we were three hours late, we weren't going to have any time for pictures, all the guests were arriving and eating at the wrong time, they were seeing me before the wedding getting my hair and make up done, someone in the bridal party brought an extra guest....it was just a mess.
But, like all my wedding nightmares, this one motivated me to get everything going. I've ordered the tags for the escort cards and they should be arriving very soon if they haven't already.
I never felt like I was running out of time in regards to my wedding. Never. It was always so abstract. Now that it's just a few weekends away....I'm starting to really feel the pressure. I can no longer add components or change the menu. I now have to solve very real logistical problems quickly and to everyone's satisfaction, which really puts the year of diplomacy to the test.
For a while there, I was really sick of my wedding. That's the main reason I didn't blog, I think. I really had nothing to say on the matter. But now that we're starting to get close, I'm once again really looking forward to it and trying to figure out all the cracks that I may have missed, all the bits that still need to be set and all the kinks that still need to be massaged. It's the moment of truth here, folks. And I will not tell a lie.
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