Here's my schedule for the next few days:
Friday: Work. Richie and Sally arrive. Dinner, visiting. Quell resentment and panic.
Saturday: Pick up replica of wedding cake in Amherst, NH, and drive to York Beach, Maine, to visit with the in-laws. Visit. Cake. Come back to Mass in the evening and produce dinner for Richie and Sally. Visit.
Sunday: Church. Bid adieu to Richie and Sally. Grocery shop. Clean like a maniac.
Monday: Work. Parents arrive in the evening. Produce dinner. Visit. Act like house is always this neat.
Tuesday: 3 hour wedding meeting with Carolyn of Gibbet Hill fame. Make it seem like I'm organized. Calm, cool, and collected. Don't mention hourly thoughts of ditching the ring and the guy and heading out to montana with the savings account. Make wedding decisions with family. Stay on budget. Don't let my mother freak me out. Produce dinner. Ditch small group. Visit.
Wednesday: Parents leave. Work. Lead small group. (Mis)Represent myself as confident Christian to impressionable group members.
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