Wet Carpet and Avoiding Wedding Disasters

Well, since the last time I wrote, our hot water heater (that in itself seems redundant... so I'll call it our water heater) leaked up THROUGH our floors into our hallway and our bedroom. How did I notice this, you ask? Well, our bed does not have a frame, so our box spring is sitting on the floor. While I was walking past the bed the other day, I brushed it with my foot and felt that it was wet. This really confused me because the carpet between the wall and bed wasn't wet... just the box spring. I'm guessing this is because there was the pressure of the bed on the carpet, I don't even know... I put one of our little fans on it hoping it would help but it didnt. ANYWAY, then I see a spot in the hallway. Thinking Ryan had just stepped there when he got out of the shower, I put a towel down to dry it up.

Well, we woke up the next morning, and the towel was SOAKED. So... I called maintenance. They were at our apartment within 5 minutes. I think they said it was a clogged overflow pipe or something like that. Okay, I'm really not savvy with the lingo, so that either made complete sense or I was way off.

They fixed the pipe or whatever, and then the carpet guy came and turned our bed up against the wall and proceeded to rip up our carpet in our bedroom. We've had 2 huge fans going since Wednesday. They said they'd be by to pick them up on Friday, but here we are 2 days later than that and they're still in my home. Grr.

On a happier note, my best friend Julie (who was also my maid of honor) got married yesterday. It was neat to finally meet the other bridesmaids (her friends from college) after hearing so much about them. I think everything went fairly smoothly. I'm actually glad her wedding was at 3pm instead of 7 like mine because, though we were exhausted when it was over, I was able to go home at like 630.

At the rehearsal, Kevin, one of the ministers who married them, said there would definitely be one thing that did NOT go according to plan, but that everything would be okay anyway. At the time, I kind of felt like he was jinxing it, but every wedding I've been to was that way, so it really wasn't a huge deal.

For Julie and Reed's wedding, it was her wedding dress. Poor thing. It was a lace-up corset top and the boning on her right side broke. The dress was still wearable, but it wasn't perfect, like every bride deserves. We all wanted so bad to fix it, but there was really nothing anyone could do. As I saw tears well up in her eyes, I had to get her away from any mirrors in the room because she kept staring at the dress and seeing imperfections. At the end of the day, it wasn't as noticeable as she feared, and it was still the happiest day of her life. I love her and wish her a lifetime full of happiness.