I’m sure you remember all of my ranting and raving about terrible bridesmaids (for the record, they weren’t all terrible) and the like back before the wedding. You do remember, don’t you? I mean, I only complained about something wedding related every other day.
So, I’m that bridesmaid. The one who doesn’t return calls, or text messages. The one who has had 4 months to go get fitted for her dress and hasn’t yet because she’s so consumed with the goings on in her own life that she can’t seem to share an ounce of her precious time with someone or something else. I’m supposed to get fitted by tomorrow.
In my defense (if I have one, that is) I am on the verge of unemployment. And my schedule is packed tight with activities. Just ask H, I haven’t had a legitimate girl’s night with her in months.
But still, I’m that bridesmaid.
Update: I got fitted just in the nick of time!