0 days . . . It’s 1:38 the morning of my wedding. My dad finally forced me to go up to bed – thank goodness he did, because I can barely walk, my feet are so sore. My parents and my brothers are still downstairs setting up. Preparing a wedding is hard. Preparing a wedding with a truly insane amount of diy stuff is excruciating. We are all painfully exhausted. I haven’t seen Keith for almost seven hours and I won’t see him again until we meet at the altar in 15 hours. Weird. I’m so humbled by my awesome family. It’s so sweet to see your brothers take care of you. And my poor parents are working their butts off. We haven’t had any major setbacks aside from my bouquet issues. The peonies I ordered for my bouquet arrived a day late and pretty much dead. I ran to the florist in town and ordered a pretty kick-ass alternative. And it was only $25 – hell yes. Anyway, things are moving pretty smoothly, there’s just SO MUCH STUFF. I will say this though: The place . . . is gorgeous. I wish I could show you now, but I definitely do not have the energy to walk back down the stairs and up again to take photos. But trust me, it’s just crazy adorable. I’m excited for people to see everything, but honestly I’m more excited to go to breakfast with my family and eat 10 pounds of food and relax for just a second. Just the thought of it makes me giddy. Relaxing – I can’t wait. And I can’t wait to see Keith. Goodness – next post I write will be as a married woman.
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