This month has been a blur of events that have kept us wondering what’s next, as we get closer to our wedding day in Bethany Beach, Delaware on September 10, 2011.
First our venue Catch 54 had a major fire which forced the restaurant to close it’s doors until next spring for renovations. We spent a week after receiving the news searching for a similar location (with only the Internet and some generous locals in the area helping us), and we finally came to the decision that staying with the family of restaurants at SoDel was going to be the best one for us. We would be able to keep our menu, the evenings plans and people we have been working with for the last year, only the decor Catch 54 had to offer and the lovely water views would be missing. Our new venue is now going to be Northeast Seafood Kitchen, a slightly more modern space inland. It’s a comprise, but a good one and honestly everything in town and in the surrounding areas is booked solid – it’s wedding season. We’ll make it work with our decorations, after all we are creative people.
The next surprise in store for us happened the night after our stag and stagette parties when I awoke to a knock at our condo door, thinking it was Jeff who forgot his key I reluctantly got up and answered the door. It was our strata representative asking if I had noticed anything in our apartment leaking, I ran to our guest bathroom to find about an inch of water and a steady stream of more water coming out of a faulty copper pipe by the toilet. With a brutal hangover, I spent the day with a bunch of guys who had to vacuum the water up out of the carpet and linoleum and then they brought in big fans and a dehumidifier – FUN. So now our apartment has to be repaired, which is just poor timing with us being so busy with the wedding and going away soon.
At this point you start to think, okay I get the point I can’t control shit from happening and I need to roll with the punches being dealt, but unfortunately some low moments found their way in between all the above mess, and I completely lost the plot. I was stressed and sad, here we were a month out of planning our special day and I felt like life was smacking me around asking how much could I take. What’s worse is I was trying to be brave and positive because everyone (and I love them dearly), was telling me it would all work out and not to stress out about it. Which I really tried to do, honestly, in my good moments I was a freaking hero and I felt okay, it was just when I wasn’t looking that those damn bad thoughts and feelings found me and took hold. I now think it’s important to let yourself fall apart a bit when necessary, because from my experience, it will just build up inside and then find a way out. Keeping a positive view when you can manage it is of course the better option, but we are human and sometimes you just can’t be a super hero.
So now with my newest friend hurricane Irene whipping along the very coast I am to marry on in exactly two weeks from today, I have to again find a way to keep my head straight. There are people who should have been getting married this weekend in Delaware who probably were told they had to cancel, and my heart goes out to them, it’s a crappy hand to be dealt. I am more fortunate because it’s happening now and not in two weeks. All I can do is hope and pray that everyone there keeps safe and that the hurricane doesn’t unleash too much damage on the area. My thoughts are with the people of Delaware, you have shown such kindness to Jeff and I and we really can’t wait to be there in a week’s time to prepare for wedding. Let’s all hope this storm passes soon, and the skies clear and the sun shines for us all.