Last night I was up until 6am baking not one, not two, not even three, but four separate cakes, one of which is 16" across and required three mixes. The other three were from scratch.
Then I was up a scant 6 hours later to help run things back to the store that we had bought yesterday...several items of which they threw away after I returned them, because they were perishable. *sigh* I hate wasting food.
Tonight I made three different fillings and three batches of buttercream frosting and put a crumb coat on those aforementioned four cakes.
Tomorrow I have to be up and over at LadyDs at 7:30am so we can finish shredding the cheese and packing stuff so the Bride and Groom can take it down South.
Afterwards I intend to come home, start a load of dishes, and go to bed. Then I will get up, start a second load of dishes and take a nap.
Saturday I have to go to the campgrounds and help decorate it for the ceremony that evening. My enthusiasm had better return by then or I'm just going to go home and not camp over.
Either way, Sunday I get to go South and finish the cake. This involves slicing it, filling it, frosting it and decorating it.
Hopefully I'll actually get to attend the wedding. I seriously doubt I will *ever* volunteer to help coordinate a wedding ever again. I can't afford it. I need to focus on getting a job and I haven't been able to do that this week. I had the Bride crying yesterday because of a lack of money and I wanted to cry too. I've been out of work for a year and a half.
I think I had best go to bed now and stop sending myself into a depression. And I need to call the Food Stamp office and send out at least two more resumes tomorrow or the government will stop helping me pay my rent. *sigh*