Rough

December 10th has come and gone. The worst thing about yesterday was my watch. I think I looked at the damn thing a million times and imagined what I would be doing at that exact moment if I was still getting married that day.

Getting my hair and make-up done. Arriving at the wedding site. Putting on my dress. Having my sister and my best friend making me laugh to try and get me to relax. Walking down the aisle. Reception. Blah, blah, blah...

I mentioned these thoughts aloud late last night and my watch was promptly confiscated along with my cell phone. However, I did manage to make exactly 2 drunk dials before getting totally shit faced. I also managed to not get sick in the passenger seat of my own car...instead waiting until I got home and inside in front of my lovely toilet and after kicking my best friend out of the bathroom (I refuse to let anyone see me get sick).

I don't remember much after that but I was told that I changed out of my clothes and into my pj's all by myself (although there is debate on whether or not a loud noise that was heard was me falling over or from my boots being slung on the floor...all I know is that I don't recall falling and no one actually SAW anything). I was also told that I woke around 5am clutching my head in pain although I don't remember that either.

Needless to say, it took me forever to get up today.

And thanks to 2 people in particular for helping me get through yesterday...it was greatly appreciated.