It's the middle of the night, and I am wide awake. Why you ask? Okay, mostly because Emmi woke me up. But also? Because I suddenly got fixated on the idea that if my dress isn't altered tight enough, it will fall down while I am dancing. I really don't want to flash anybody at my wedding. Now one would think, "Well just make sure it is altered correctly when you go in for your fitting on Friday." And I sure did think that. Then I started thinking, "What if they ruined it? I only have about a month until the wedding." Then, I really couldn't sleep.
So now I am worried about my boobies showing and my dress being ruined. At three in the morning. A month and a half before the wedding.
The week of the wedding ought to be real fun.