Four Days to Go

There are exactly 99 hours to go. (I wrote that at 9:00am)

Four days. I can count on one hand and have fingers to spare.

We are done (as done as we can be) with all of the prep work. The gifts are wrapped, the cards are written, the bags are 98% packed. The only items not packed are things we need this week.

There are three huge piles of stuff in the living room. One pile goes to the hall, another pile goes to the church, and the third pile goes on the honeymoon.

Now all we have to do is wait for the day to get here. It's going to be an utterly painful wait. Why can't it just be Thursday night already? From Thursday night on we have wedding work planned that should keep us very busy right up until we sleep Saturday night.

I very much want it to be here right now.