When I look at it, all of the things I'm about to share aren't huge but when they're all happening at once I feel like I'm about ready to fall apart. Actually I did last night around 11pm, so prepare yourself and I apologize in advance
My wedding is in 3 days and I have family starting to trickle in from all over the country tonight. This isn't a bad thing, but my mother has invited MANY of them to my house for dinner on Thursday night. We have seating for 6 and 10 should be there.
I started a new job (yep, that was a good move...) on the 3rd of August which has been an absolutely wonderful change, but it's been incredibly stressful adapting to a new schedule, new computer system, etc.
Over the 4th of July weekend a huge storm hit our area knocking out our power. We didn't realize how heavy the rain was and woke up with a couple of inches of water in the basement. So the carpet was ruined. We pull that up, the city hauls it away, we go to a home improvement store and order more. It was installed Monday this week. Yep. Monday. 5 days before the wedding. So the basement is an absolute hot mess until about 1am this morning (sweet, sweet, helpful FI was up cleaning).
Last night FFIL comes over for dinner and to help haul some of the larger items back into the basement. We found out that the futon (not a junky college kind, but the Euro klik-klak couch type) has mold covering the bottom, but only AFTER he leaves. So FI takes the futon apart and puts it back in the garage by himself. Well now we're down to just one guest room because the futon served as a back up. So to Walmart we go for an air mattress.
To start off this week of insanity, on Saturday I went to put my dress on a decorative hanger only to find out that when I transported it home from the seamstress the added straps (actually just rhinestones sewn to interfacing) have ripped partially out of the bodice in two places. This is a VERY easy fix for someone with very little sewing skill and I have plenty of sewing skill, but not the emotional fortitude to deal with this.
And lets end this little rant with the fact that I have two HUGE zits, one on the underside of my nose and one at the corner of my mouth.
One of these I can deal with. Two or three maybe with a little anxiety. But all of these together makes my brain and soul hurt. Why do we DO this to ourselves?!