Sorry friends, no decision has been made yet. I’ve been trying to nag just a little bit, but frankly our lives have been remarkable different kinds of crazy-ass busy today and no amount of nagging would’ve give us more hours in the day to get everything done. Apparently the past week of having nothing to do was really just to relax us so that today could pistol-whip the crap out of us.
I just spent the better part of 6 hours wrapping boxes of chocolates more or less by myself. My sister did a few, but most of those had to be re-wrapped after (and not just because I’m neurotic, but because it looked like I let someone with a mental disability wrap them and that’s not so much the theme I was aiming for) and she went to bed before I was even half-way done. They’re now all wrapped but so help me God if anyone (read: The MIL) says or thinks a single negative syllable about them, I’ll shove the box right down their (her) throat.
Tomorrow seems like it’s going to be more of the same, or rather, the beginning of the real chaos to come. I have 8 trillion phone calls to make, things to finish up, thank you notes to write, things to pack and otherwise just crap to organize before my mom gets here at 11 to finish the chocolate boxes with labels/flourishes. And then we’re driving across town and at 4 we have the rehearsal, followed by the rehearsal dinner.
And then Friday I’m spending the day at Disneyland with a bunch of friends for my bachelorette party while The Fiance is being whisked away on his super-secret bachelor party which is giving me panic attacks every 10 to 20 seconds. I have a great fear of being headline news and the one that keeps flashing in my mind has to do with something terrible happening to him the day before our wedding. I trust him completely, it’s his brother, brother-in-law and every other person who he might encounter that I don’t trust. To say that I am worried would be and understatement.
I want him to have a great time, I just want him to be safe, and there’s just nothing at all I can do to be sure of that. And oh, have I mentioned that I’m a control freak? Because this? this is exactly the kind of situation that stresses me out to no end. I want to call and threaten everyone involved to within an inch of their life, but I know that it will do no good and I know it’s not my place. I realize that I sound like a crazy person right now, but you’re just going to have to take my word that it’s all really well intentioned.
There are other things that I could rant about, but I think I won’t. Most of this is going to blow over and hopefully be a part of the past I completely forget about. I know that the days to come are going to be some of the most stressful, but also happiest and most precious and exciting of my life, so I’m going to try really hard to let go and enjoy them. Trying, not promising.