Just a little more than one day left. No, not getting nervous, to be honest, I've never quite understood that sentiment. I'm walking into it with my eyes open, she's the best thing that's ever happened to me and I want to spend the rest of my life with her and only her. No regrets, dig?
It is pretty exciting. There will be (and are, in some cases) a lot of people that I haven't seen in a long time. I just wish I had more time to spend with all of them.
The only hitch so far has been my boys, who, for some reason decided that they'd rather stay together in a hotel than with the billets that I'd arranged for them. That in itself isn't so bad, except that they made this decision Monday morning, so I had to tell the person I'd asked very nicely (and bought a roof present for) that they were no longer needed. And if that wasn't bad enough, my best man (who was organising the hotel initiative) e-mailed me Tuesday evening to ask me if I knew of any good hotels in the area! Well, they did find something, and well for them! I'd washed my hands of their accomodations.