I can't believe that one week from today I'll be married. Actually with the stress I can. Stress is at an all time high for me. The contractors finally finished the kitchen this week. I told them to be done by May 1st. So the house is pretty much still unlivable. I can't find my veil. My guest book pen is still among the missing, the bulletins aren't done, I still have the slide show to put together, favors to assemble, and that's just the beginning.
The other day I was in Walmart getting some last minute items. Well, not too last minute, but some stuff I needed. My fiance saw an older man had been carrying a broken bottle of Palmolive through the store, and my fiance stopped, but I walked right into it. I pulled a muscle in my back trying to keep my balance. Then as I stepped out of the puddle my Palmolive covered shoes wanted to send me down to the floor again. I had to finish the rest of my shopping trip in pain and barefoot until my fiance took my shoes into the bathroom and washed off all the dish washing liquid.
I'm at that stressed out level now that I am having nightmares about not getting everything done for the wedding. I am looking forward to having as much done as will get done and enjoying everything. Being out of commission for over 48 hours due to a man carrying a broken bottle of Palmolive through a store is NOT something that was good timing. Not that it would ever be good timing, but there are times it would be a lot less stressful than it is now.
Seven days!
You are in my thoughts!
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