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Day 15

Friday, May 12, 2017

Temperature: High 58° / Low 51°


What Kind of Day Did I Have & Why?

Today marks the day that I officially realize that wedding planning stress can creep up on me. And fuck you ugly jean jacket lady!


How Do I Feel? Health/Lupie Status?

I’m feeling myself today! No pain and according to my OB/GYN’s scale I’m under my goal weight and haven’t seen this weight in at least 4 years...152 lbs! I got some really good Desti tips from her too so I see a blog post in the making!  

Workout Time & Duration?

I didn’t get to workout today… too much drama!


Destination Wedding Task Tackled:

💖 Our guest’s welcome boxes + itineraries delivered this morning and they are pure perfection!!!

💖 My rush to pick our marriage license up before they closed was a COMPLETE FAIL!

I ran from my OB/GYN’s office to get to the office before they closed at 4:30 and I arrived, panting at the door at 4:21 and the door was locked!

AT 4:21!

And this bitch at the front desk was completely ignoring me standing in front of her at the locked glass door and starts putting on her ugly ass jean jacket. Then, she really attempted to walk past me as if I wasn’t there and I banged on the door and she turned and said that she’s already clocked out. It was 4:23, I had been standing there 2 minutes and the sign on the door said they CLOSE at 4:30 and she gave exactly ZERO shits about it!

Thanks, government agency!
Now I get to go outside and completely lose my shit!


Any Old Destination Wedding Tasks Making a Comeback?


Loving Black Love Moment?

Immediately after my unjust marriage license fail, I frantically call Che (at work) and start telling him how upset I am and how stressed and about to cry I was and all that jazz...I was going in! I then explain the incident with the ugly jean jacket lady and he didn’t exactly respond as I expected...or wanted at that specific time. He calmly asked for an introductory disclaimer in the future because he thought I was upset about the welcome boxes or something else wedding related (that was a real emergency)...

I’m immediately like - really Douglas?? (he’s Douglas when I'm upset)...

I'm standing in the middle of the street trying NOT to cry and you preferred an introductory disclaimer?

Now I must find a corner and cry - in the streets of Pittsburgh! And that’s exactly what I did...I found a shaded corner and cried as my future husband tried his best to get me to pull my shit together.

This stress is getting to me.

But in the end, he told me to meet him for a drink and woosaa moment. We exchanged our apologies and although I can’t promise to remember in my dramatics to provide a disclaimer, I do see his point and will try. Love is about compromising and I’m going to give it a shot. This stress is getting to me so I’m sure I’ll have other times to try.

What am I happy for?

  1. I’m happy that I didn’t NEED my marriage license in any immediate way - if my wedding was tomorrow I’d be screwed thanks to that ugly jean jacket lady.
  2. And I’m happy too many people didn’t see me crying on the fucking street - at least I don’t think so - if I end up on someone’s viral Facebook photo I won’t be ashamed - destination wedding planning is no joke! It could be good press for the blog.

What could I have done better?

I could have been better and NOT frantically called my future husband as if the world was ending...probably shouldn’t have done that. But, I couldn’t call anyone else because no one else knows we’re doing this “pre-marriage” yet, so what was I supposed to do? I could have blown something up or fought a stranger if I wouldn’t have gotten it out.

- that’s an excuse, I know.  


What am I doing tomorrow?

Dress Fitting Day and Therapy Day all in one! And I need to put these boxes together so I can see what else I can fit inside.


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