Just when I thought I would finally get to sleep in, some totally unawesome guys at the basketball courts thought it would be a really fun idea to play their radio at 6:30 am. I did not agree. I wanted to slap each of them in the face.
It took us quite a while to actually get completely out of bed. My eyes were so puffy and sore, I didn’t think I was ever going to be able to face the world. But I kept getting texts and phone calls, so eventually, I rejoined humanity and got to eat a cholesterol sandwich because my husband is the best human ever.
Emily and I went and got our nails done, then I came home, shut myself in the back bedroom, gave my phone to Emily and pretended like the world didn’t exist for about two hours. I had so many things I intended to get accomplished, but they just didn’t happen. So, I guess things are a little scaled back a bit. I guess I can’t do it all.
Where I would be without Geoff, Emily, and Lindsey is anyone’s guess. Geoff took care of me all day, and Lindsey and Emily threw a great party for me in the evening, even if they did make me chew almost an entire pack of Juicy Fruit. That made me ill for about an hour, but I really should be able to read my husband’s mind better.
I can’t believe how great everybody’s been about jumping in and helping. My ohana is so gracious. I hope I can repay their kindness one day. I appreciate everyone so very much. I really hope that the wedding is a success. I’ve done the very best I can. And if anyone’s disappointed, I’m sure they will be polite enough not to tell me to my face.
It’s almost here. It’s almost over. Just keep breathing.