Readying
Most of my days and evenings for many many weeks have been preparing in some way or another for the wedding. Tif had her own Get Hubbied list of things to do as well: divide and conquer! My thought was to have my main list items done by the time Mom, Dad and Sis arrived to help the week before; then, I could impress them with my organization and planning acumen and show them a good time. (It didn't exactly work out that way). Every time I scratched something off, I added something. I am to blame for making things slightly (cough cough) more detailed and time consuming than they really need to be. There are certain aspects I'd planned that sanely had to be let go for the sake of my family's and my sanity. For example, did I really need to make a mobile of ' I DO's' two days before the wedding to adorn the bathrooms. No. Did I really need my wedding present ribbon project to be made into a dress? No. I tend to not let anything alone.
Mom, Dad and Bolyn were running all over the city getting butcher paper, squares of velvet, hardware and craft-ware, this and that, and then attending to Kinko needs, mobile making, silverware packaging, sewing and trouble-shooting etc. There's no true way for them to fathom the depth of my appreciation for coming all this way (Dad and Mom, across country) to be my A Team. The day of install was the most stressful, since it was also the day of the wedding. We were all hard at work from 10-4. I tried to maintain a positive attitude and a air of fun and it worked, mostly. I slipped out in there to get a shower and felt guilty doing so, since Tif, Kate, and the A Team were still working. It came together though, and every hour Dad would proclaim how much time we had left: '3 hours left people!, only 2 hours left now everyone...etc.
At some point you just have to let things go, because the wedding was going to happen, and some details will be unfinished or relinquished.