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Day 94- I Love Mail & Correct Addresses

9 Mar

I don’t care if it’s a card or a huge box of wedding items, I love personal mail!  Now that the wedding is getting closer we’ve been ordering lots of items: invitations, fans, bridesmaid gifts, ring bearer pillows, flower girl baskets and more, which has meant LOTS of mail. 🙂

I think one of my favorite things about purchasing online is having the ability to track my orders. 🙂 I suppose I have another similarity to them. While I may not obsessively check my community board conversations, I DO obsessively check my order status’ on UPS, FedEx, or USPS.  I don’t judge, I don’t care who ships it as long as I can track it!

Well I have a package from David’s Bridal that was just 30 minutes from my house yesterday morning and out for delivery, YAY!!!  It claimed that it would be at the house by this evening!!!  Well, when I got to work to check the order status it had shipped to someplace called, Leon Valley, which I have NEVER heard of in my life.  WHY??? I have so anxiously awaited this package, checking its order status twice daily, it was supposed to arrive TODAY!  Now it’s out in the boondocks somewhere FAR FAR FAR away from my home. *sigh* (Please forgive me if this is your hometown, take no offense, I’m just being dramatic)

UPS notified me that: Postal code listed for the receiver is incorrect. UPS is attempting to obtain correct postal code and complete delivery. / The address has been corrected. The delivery has been rescheduled.

Incorrect? Incorrect?  I know my address, thank you.  So I looked at my receipt which conveniently does not have my address listed.  Next stop, the order confirmation email. 

There, in all its glory stands my address wrong zip code and all.

Now I’m embarrassed…

Somehow in the excitement of my order I exchanged a 6 for an 8 in my zip code and now my package is floating around in Leon Valley.

Oops.

Dear UPS person,

Please don’t hate me, I’m just super excited to get married. I suppose the thrill has made me a bit scatterbrained. I would greatly appreciate if you would still send my package to me.  

Sincerely,

AlmostaMcNair

P.S. I love you Jeremy!!! 🙂

100 Days-Booked the Honeymoon Cruise!

3 Mar

 I woke up and almost died doing P90X this morning.  GAH!  Legs and back was hard enough but they weren’t being facetious when they named “Ab Ripper X”.  There were literally times that I felt my abs were RIPPING.  BUT, it’s worth it.  Why??  Because I am going to have a hot bod by the time my honeymoon is here.  Bring it P90X!

After my intense workout I spent an HOUR on the phone with Priceline trying to book our Honeymoon and flights!  Jeremy had tried online but discovered some sketchy options. He had to go, so I went ahead and called.  Seriously though, an hour?  RIDICULOUS! We already had everything determined, down to the exact room number and deck, I thought that MAYBE it would take me 20 minutes.  Oh my heavens it took ages.  But I’m glad I booked everything over the phone, even if it made me 30 minutes late to work this morning!!

The “special” online deals to receive a free hotel night don’t actually work online, which is why we went with Priceline in the first place.  Fortunately, over the phone I was able to ask specific questions about travel insurance, meal times, and payment options.  They read me the small print and then e-mailed it. 

Be so careful if you book online, there are far too many loopholes and unknowns!  I remedied some potentially serious problems by discussing things over the phone, PLUS we received the “Honeymoon” package for FREE which was not an online option. (Maybe everyone gets this, but humor me because I was pretty excited!)

After the long phone call and very professional business transaction I wanted to SCREAM!  Not because I was mad but because I was SOOOOOOOOOO SOOOOOO excited!  We booked our first vacation as a married couple!  We will board the ship as Mr. and Mrs. McNair.  YES! Oh my goodness I can’t wait! 

100 Days, 100 Days, 100 Days!!!  WOO HOO!

These are my last 100 days of being single.  The last 100 days of saying goodnight and watching him walk out the door.  The last 100 days of calling him my fiancé. The final 100 days of intense P90X workouts. The final 100 days before I’m Jeremy’s wife. The last 100 days before my signature is forever changed.  The last 100 Days before I’m a McNair.

Now for passport cards and new drivers licenses!