The fact that I’m even typing this post right now when I totally know that I should be sleeping and somehow preventing a terrible sickness from overcoming me right before this wedding is daunting… but yet I have to write. In a way, it’s my escape… and in a way, it’s something I know that I have to do. This is one of the last couple days that I will actually be required to do these daily posts… because I’m taking two weeks off and not posting text posts at all except for the automatic ones saying where we’re at on our honeymoon… but I’m scripting those beforehand based on our schedule. This honeymoon will be the first time in a year that I can just sit back, relax, and know that it’s all about me and Her… and that I don’t have to sneak away to write and fill the queue.
So about last night… yesterday… and all of the above. The night before of course, we got yelled at by the manager of quality suites because apparently we were a party group… and the assholes were threatening to kick us out of their hotel. Well the next day I ran some errands in the morning, and because nobody else had any money, I had to spend $218 on airsoft and guns so that we could do that for my bachelor party. - We checked into a nicer hotel for a night, which had a fireplace and two bedrooms… and waited for my groomsmen from school to get there. When he got there we went out to do the bachelor party thing… and the airsoft was one of the worst ones I’ve ever played. It sucked, and I got hurt more than I should have… and they kept picking on Her brother way more than they should have despite how annoying he was being. We decided to call quits on the game because it completely sucked, and we went back to the hotel and did… guess what… nothing. The rest of my bachelor party was spent either attempting to play xbox or on our laptops. The girls showed up at 1am to pick up Her brother, whom I had had to spend an hour in the car talking to and comforting because he was bawling due to the shitty way he’d been treated. I remember being there… and it sucked. - Anyway, the girls got here and the maid of honor was in tears in the drivers seat while all of the girls looked to be kinda pissed. I spent a half hour talking to the maid of honor and working her around before they all decided to home. I was already having a horrible day… my best man was in a crap mood and I was sick of dealing with it. I got a call from Her after laying in bed with my friend from school, the only guy who had actually showed that he cared at all on this trip, when She called. And broke down. - I honestly didn’t know if I could take having to pick another person back up tonight… I didn’t know if I could. I was wanting to break down myself before any of them… but that’s what I live for… and that’s what being a friend means to me, so I talked Her around. Apparently my best man and one of the guys had followed the girls home and tried to split the bridal party up by taking a few of the hot girls they liked back to the hotel for the night. It was an idiotic move on his part, and a complete ass move with the pre-knowledge he already had about everything that was going on and the tension that was already there between the girls. I hated him for it, and it was the last straw.
When they got back to the room, be cause She had sent them back, I literally just blew up on him. I knew that it was all his idea and he was behind it… and I just laid into him for it. I laid it all out on the line… everything that has come to define our friendships for the past 5+ years… and told him to get his shit together and start showing that he fucking cares if he does or get the hell out and don’t come back. - The thing about my best man is if you shoot him straight, he backs down quickly… and I shot him straight that night. The whole guys party heard it… and they knew it had to happen.
Today was better… it was hell because we had to spend the whole thing running around like crazy and setting up for the reception, but as far as with Us, and our bridal party, it was better. Everyone has accepted now that this isn’t a usual wedding. This isn’t what everyone thinks it was going to be… it simply isn’t. It’s a teenage/adult wedding… and it’s going to be run exactly how we run it, and no differently. realizing that was the hard part for everyone I think… including me. but we made it through the worst part of hell week… and although I can’t even begin to describe to you how bad it was last night… and how ready all of us were to just call everything off and cancel the wedding and have everyone go home and Her and I just have a 2 person church wedding….. - yeah. we made it through.
Work wise, we got all the lights hung tonight… which was something that needed to happen considering that we still have so much to do tomorrow night that it’s not even funny. - I’m just glad that a lot got done tonight though. I took my sleeping pill 40 minutes ago and I am literally high right now and can’t type. Sleep and rest for me right now… and I have to remember that tomorrow night,… it will be the night before the wedding that I’ve been praying about, dreaming of, looking forward to, anticipating, and desiring. It’ll come and my life will change… and We will being a new life together… Her and I.~