It’s amazing how much can be pulled together in less than a week. We have got our officiant. I have a dress (spoiler alert: not white) And we have food and guests. We have decorations and flowers even! It’s starting to feel like it’s a “real” wedding. (I got some dirty looks the last time I said that aloud- Of course it’s a real wedding.)
Between tossing and turning and waking up for various other reasons, (including, dog and dog two, and mystupidpancreas) my brain decided to find an odd variety of random stupid things to throw at me. At one point, I woke up convinced that my hair had turned orange. I devoted a good 12 minutes to worrying about falling down. And I had a good cry about the fact that my dress, (which is essentially a juniors prom dress) had to be bought like, 4 sizes larger than I actually wear. Stupid woman’s sizing that makes no sense and varies from store to store. /grumble
In short- I’m a hormonal mess. Which is to be expected. But, I’m also excited and hopeful and… yes, still happy. Incredibly so.
I don’t know how people do this in front of 200 or more people though. I really don’t. I hate being the center of attention. I’m only going to be in front of like, my 6 closest girlfriends and their families. In my own backyard! And I’m still freaking out.