Tired. Realizing how much we'll be doing next week, so will take this weekend off from stuff. Thinking my main squeeze and I will cut some grasses/branches to put in altar vases, and take them to the church tonight. Nothing for us to be involved in at Sunday's services, so may take a pass, do the vases ahead of time. This weekend, cheap arrangements are necessary. Sometimes I don't have extra cash to buy flowers, even though I get reimbursed on Sunday.
Monday, do Mom's shopping. Tuesday is free. Yessssssss.
Next Wednesday will be full with Mom's needs, cooking, and the menfolk taking chairs/tables to rehearsal dinner venue, plus picking up youngest son's tux. Will try to interest another tux-wearing son into taking him to pick it up. The rest of us have our clothes selected, so nothing pressing there. Wednesday morning will go to Mom's with girls, do her nails, cut/set her hair, scream, clean her house, do our cooking when we get home. Dinner made from scraps---you get the idea. If I liked alcohol, which I don't, might be a good time to start drinking. Collapse in bed. Adrenal fatigue a definite reality just now.
I think Wednesday will be a true test of my coping capabilities.
Thursday morning take food to rehearsal dinner house.
Make nice with all I come in contact with. Should be fine.
Thursday, meet bride's dad and family (except for her mom) for the first time. Minor stress. Will not allow for major stress. Hear me? Rehearsal at 4:30pm.
Friday wedding at 6:30pm. Not sure what's up on that day, before then. Naps, perhaps? Picking up Mom way ahead of time, allowing time for her to get in van/get out of van, and don't forget her wheelchair.
Saturday---return tables and chairs and other things to church in preparation for Bishop's yearly visit on Sunday. Take decorations from rehearsal tables to share for church luncheon. Consider taking a dish to the potluck, but just might not. Usually, there's plenty.
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Actually, I was fine with all of this, until I wrote it down. Gosh. It's the not having any hands-on help from friends (still so thankful for the money from Tina), since nobody at church is involved with the wedding part that's hard for us. Son sort of abdicated his role in being part of the decision-making with the bride's family, so the rest of us are a bit overwhelmed. But to her credit, our priest's wife offered to make something for the rehearsal dinner, though I turned her down. Still, awfully sweet. She understands.
Or maybe the Lord will return (I believe in the Rapture) before next week. I'm ready.
