Ever have those weekends that just are not so perfect?
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This weekend was pretty odd. We were all totally cranky for no real reason at all. It was supposed to be one of those lovely Saturday mornings, we needed to go pick up my now resized engagement ring and grab some brunch while we were at it. Afterwards we had plans to go buy our bands (I needed to wait to see how many carats (totally almost wrote carrot) my ring is so my band could match, so much to learn about rings when you get married, who knew!).
Anyway, nothing went wrong but we just were all in a stupid foggy grumpiness. Wilf had a meltdown about getting out the pushchair to go on the bus (he said he just wanted to sleep which didn't bode well for the rest of the day). He made loud noises in the cafe and wanted to eat spoonfuls of butter (eew) and was very vocal about being cross about not being able to. I was a little stressed about work deadlines and then when Tom started talking about wedding stuff I just burst into tears which was a surprise to us all I think. I confessed I was feeling a little overwhelmed about the whole thing and we talked about how we could resolve it. Really that should have been the point we turned things around but for some reason we just spent most of the rest of the weekend just being a bit irritable with each other.
After choosing our bands we headed to The Bird Cage for cake and coffee. Our guests are being sent here after the registry office and before our reception whilst we take wedding pictures so we wanted to try out a few of their cakes (which FYI are gooood). There's nothing more disappointing than not being able to enjoy good cake because you are all a bit peeved off and try and we might we just had to call our day a day and head home and hope that we could all be friends on Sunday.
But look! My ring!
On Sunday we tried to scrabble back what was left of the weekend and took a trip to the park and got on with housework but still in a bit of a fug. I hate it when you feel grumpy on a weekend as it's just feels like such a waste. Thankfully as the day was drawing to an end we decided to make one last go of it and a walk around our neighbourhood (and stop off in our local pub!) and we were able to snap out of it. We walked back with Wilf singing songs and Tom and I talking excitedly about how lovely it will be to see all our friends and share our special day with them.
I love spending time with these guys, even when I don't if you know what I mean. That's whats great about family sometimes.
Tell me, what do you do when you are having one of those days that seems to be going wrong for no reason at all?
For those wondering:
Shirt - vintage gift from Tom
Skirt - Boden* (sale, it's only £19.80 now you lucky things!)
Cardigan - Fever London*
Dress - Numph (7 years ago!)
Jeans - Anthropologie
Clogs - c/o Lotta from Stockholm
Jumper - c/o Lilly and Sid
Trousers - H&M
Sandals -c/o Clarks