You may have heard rumours about me organising a wedding.
I was. Well, I still am, really. But I was organising what we dreamed of, and was just waiting for response from the venue of our dreams (speccy views, close to everything, absolutely perfect).
See, the venue is run by a volunteer organisation. One that is rather busy in Summer. One that, therefore, doesn't man their phones or computer or even venue during the Winter.
I tried calling the phone number. The phone number was permanently switched to fax.
I tried emailing them.
Yep - all on hold until we know whether its dream or scramble.
I waited patiently - and then rather impatiently. I tried to find another way of contacting them.
The local council - well, they were willing to google the number for me.
The umbrella organisation? They had the same scant details as I.
Finally I was terse and resent my email and even contemplated the archaic faxing route.
I got a call back from someone most apologetic. With a pinprick she burst our dream wedding.
The good news is it was booked out by them for their own fundraisers - so it would not have mattered if I had tried to organise this wedding in a timely fashion.
The bad news - is that Plan B must be devised - and very smartly. So tomorrow night we swank it up to investigate our alternative.
Our alternative that doesn't have speccy views (but it does have a pool).
Our alternative that isn't within walking distance of our perfect get-wed spot (but it does have onsite catering).
Our alternative that I hope will be perfect enough to get the darned invites out this week because people have already booked their flights and are planning their accomodation - which will no doubt be at the end of town that I dreamed of, not the end where it will be...
Tell me again - apart from the large family and many friends who would be really pissed off with me if I just eloped - and the fact that 'Salina has her heart set on it - why I am letting this whole organising thing get to me?
No stress - after all, still got 10 weeks (and a few days and hours) to go...