I'm so organised, yes I am

No, OK, I'm really not. But in the last twenty-four hours I have set events in motion to ensure that:

1. There will be guests at the wedding
2. I will have something to wear

The first of those was pretty nerve-wracking: I've sent the invitations to the printers. I read and re-read and re-re-read the text. I got my colleague to read the text. I found and corrected one error. I'm still worried that there's something terribly wrong with them - perhaps I've misspelt my name, or smiorgan's. I got my colleague to read the print instructions to make sure I'm being clear about how many copies, what size, how to cut them, what stock to print them on. It's all the worst of my professional anxieties about sending a piece off to print after I've spent a lot of time working on it, combined with all of my personal anxieties about general wedding stuff. <calms down with an effort> But it'll be OK. If there are mistakes, we can just re-print them, and it won't be the end of the world.

The second one was much less stress-inducing. Our next dressmaking session is going to be combined with an evening of watching Buffy. M and I share a love of the show which neither of our partners quite understand, and we horrified his partner by spending an entire previous dressmaking session listening to the soundtrack of 'Once More With Feeling' over and over again, all day.

On top of all that extremely hard work, we've got music, of both the live and recorded varieties, safely palmed off onto some kind and generous volunteers, all of whom we love very much <looks around to check they're taking note of how wonderful we think they are>, and the bridesmaids' dresses are moving along nicely. Only five million and six things left on the 'to do' list now!