The highs and lows of waiting for people to submit their RSVPs. On time. And with their menu choices selected...
My Maid of Honour said she hated sorting out the invites when she got married but I actually really enjoyed writing out the cards and addressing the envelopes. I wouldn't say 'smug' was the word but I'm definitely feeling pretty virtuous to have got it out of the way.
...Though feeling slighly less virtuous about the amount we just spent on postage. But that's cool. First Class stamps for a first-class wedding.
Ugh. That's such a dad thing to say.
Okay, so it's been 24 hours and I haven't had a single RSVP yet. Does that matter?
No, of course it doesn't matter. They probably haven't even been delivered yet.
But what if someone accidentally dropped a cigarette into the post box moments after we put the invites in there, and they all went up in smoke?
That isn't even a thing. CHILL.
Although it would be really typical if it became 'a thing' the one time I posted my wedding invites.
I've just bought a special box to store the RSVPs in. Things have officially got real, people.
...So now I just need something to put in the box. Looking at it, all sad and empty, makes me feel sad and empty inside.
Ooh! First RSVP. They forgot to circle the dinner options they wanted but that's fine because everything is going to be OKAY.
Why doesn't my partner understand how stressful this is? At the moment, it'll be just us and three other guests.
I mean, obviously there are some people who I don't really need to RSVP, like my bridesmaids and our parents. But even so.
Okay - so I invited Bethany to the wedding and she hasn't RSVP'd yet. But she's had time to update her Facebook status and post on Instagram?
Like - just so... Brazen. Brazen, Bethany, brazen.
Okay - my fiancé is way too calm about all this.
People did notice the cut-off RSVP date we put on the invites, right? I mean, it doesn't really matter but it's clearly there. In BOLD.
So help me God if Bethany misses the RSVP date. Stupid Bethany.
Okay, Bethany RSVP'd and circled the food options and filled out the song request card. I like her again now. Good old Beth.
This is fine, practically everyone has replied now. Yippee!
Though now I have to chase all the people who missed out their food choices. Unless I just pick for them...?
No, they might get annoyed.
Definitely better that I internalise my own annoyance about having to chase their preference between Roast chicken and Salmon en Croute.
Almost everyone - bar the Australian cousins, who didn't want to email for some reason - has RSVP'd now. I feel exhausted but euphoric.
Now: on to the table plan... I'm not relying on other people for that, so it'll be far easier, right?