I woke up this morning with the sudden realisation that The Wedding is in fact tomorrow. No longer is it "that event I'm organising sometime in the future", nor is it "Janey's wedding at the end of the June".
The future is now and it's the end of June.
When did that happen? I'm now, as I type this and crunch on my Crunchy Nut Cornflakes, pondering the things that can go wrong. All has gone well so far - even the rehearsal was hitch free. Darren got Janey's many names in the right order and Janey didn't snigger when she revealed to the rest of the sniggering rehearsal party Darren's middle name.
Today we're decorating the church and finishing off the church hall but first I have to go to pick up the flowers from Pam the Florist and find a cool place large enough. Manuela the Caterer has been brilliant and "won't let" me worry about the food "that's what you are paying me for". How wonderful to find someone who isn't in it just for the money.....I've already recommended her for a forthcoming 18th and a christening.
The photographer will be trailing the wedding party today to take some candid shots. Why do I get the impression that my shots will be more candid than most? I've also got to fit in a visit to the manicurist and hairdresser. David is in deepest darkest Essex attending the funeral of his ex-boss today but will be back later to pick Mac up from nursery. Janey is convinced that's a sign of some sort. She's taken to peering up at the sky of late and wondering if it'll be raining on Saturday. She's got the BBC's weather page on permanent standby on both the internet and Ceefax.
Ivy is already doing her "mother of the bride" sobbing - but more, she confided to me, because she's not only losing a daughter, she's gaining Darren and it'll be just her and Jim from now on.
So, please wish for nicer weather than this and wish us all luck.....but, at the same time, pray we don't need it!