In short we lost the land we had been in negotiations with since February to a developer with deep pockets.
RESULT: No backyard wedding
FACT: No backyard wedding means I have to find a venue. Found four we like but none of them were available for our 6/27/15 date and some were booked into July and August already.
RESULT: I had to move the wedding date. %&^&!! New date is now 9/5/15.
FACT: Found a venue I love. Went to see it Tuesday AM. The Dude couldn't go. He had to catch a plane to Atlanta and won't be able to see the venue until next week. I told him in his absence if I loved it I would pay the hold fee to secure our date and wait for him to see it upon his return before signing the paperwork. I loved it and paid the hold fee.
RESULT: Fire and brimstone. The Dude had a conniption fit over the idea of me paying a hold fee and possibly losing it. WTH! Dude I know chemo is rough but it turned my sweet loving man into the dang Hulk. He hasn't talked to me since. Ya'll the hold fee is $50 dang dollars but I didn't get a chance to tell The Dude since he stopped talking to me. To give him some slack I told him the fee was $750 the night before I actually went to see the venue and found out the real fee. So what?? I want my dang venue after all the STRESS MESS we've been through. I am going to let him have his time to get over it. And, he WILL (for his sake) get over it.
Dude - I am tired. I've had 10 wedding dates. Seen fifty-11-100 venues. I've changed my BM dresses 3 times. I've had 3 wedding gowns. People think I am related to the boy who cried wolf.
Some dang body is getting married next year on 9/5/15 at the venue I just paid a hold fee for even if I have to marry myself.
Love is the ultimate superpower.
It can make you weak and strong simultaneously.