How I really feel

As you all know, I was unceremoniously removed from my wedding coordinator position this past weekend.

Let me tell you, emotions were running pretty high last night and I had to listen to some Sarah Maclachlan and write a couple of poems to bring me down off the ledge.

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I guess my issues are threefold, which I have carefully laid out in bullet points below:

• I never even knew my delicate bride was unhappy with my services.  She would always chat enthusiastically about my ideas, and never once did she shoot down anything.  She claims now it was all about the origami, but when I first mentioned it, she tacitly agreed.
• I suspect she didn't say she was unhappy with my ideas because she secretly likes them and is preparing to steal every one of my suggestions and pass them off as her own, or as her "event planner's" brainchildren.
• She enthusiastically "went live" with her new coordinator on fb and tmz.com, before she told me in her cold, sterile message, that I was, in the words of the immortal, eternally sexy Steff from "Pretty in Pink", "nada."

In the end though, it has all worked out...I was just contacted to plan a wedding in the same county in the same summer as Lauren and Jesse's wedding.  I have already billed it the Royal Wedding of the County of the Century.