From what I understand this is a normal thing for all brides-to-be. I expected it to happen eventually, but I'm not going to lie and say that I was pleased when it finally happened.
~insert dramatic music~
There was a gorgeous beach a block away from the house that we were staying at. I could literally walk out the door and walk right to it, but I had more important things to take care of. For example, I was getting married in about 20mins and still hadn't put on my dress or had any of the decorations set up!
It seems that we had rented this large beach house in North Carolina, I'm thinking it was supposed to be somewhere in the Outer Banks. (My family has gone down there for Thanksgiving a couple times and rented a couple huge houses, so I feel like that's what was happening here.) My whole family was staying in this house with me, and by whole family, I mean mean my WHOLE FAMILY. Twenty or so Aunts and Uncles, about sixty cousins, and then Pat's family on top of my own. It was outrageous.
The backyard was littered with mismatched tables, table cloths and centerpieces. Nothing was the way I wanted it and my dress was terrifying! Just as I was stepping into the dress of my nightmares, I woke up and that was that.
Maybe it wasn't really as bad as it could have been, but it definitely made me feel like we are even more behind in our planning than I had thought. :/
Time to get a move on, self!
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