...and this is why I have ulcers, because I stress myself out like this. To make the situation even more stressful:
- I was on my way to shoot a wedding.
- I didn't stop when the light came on because my GPS was putting my arrival time one hour past the the start time of the wedding.
- I supposedly had 45 minutes to shoot all the pre-ceremony stuff. I found out later that instead of starting the shoot at 1, wedding at 1:45....I was actually supposed to start at 1:45 with the wedding starting at 3pm. So I had time to kill.
- After the wedding, I found out I had one hour from the end of the wedding to wait for the receiving line to get done (I set up my lights/umbrellas/etc while I waited) shoot all the formals, finish up the outside stuff, go to the brides parents to shoot some stuff with their snowmobile, and get back to the reception hall (15 minutes away) to do the shots of the cake cutting. Needless to say...we cut the cake after dinner.
We had a great weekend. Saturday we spent the day at Stephen and Sarah's house, and finally met Shadon...a friend who has read my blog and we've chatted online, but never formally met. We went to the pool and had a bonfire, it was awesome fun :D
*apparently you've got about 40 miles from the "o miles until empty" point before you actually ru out of gas, but I won't be testing that theory, thankyouverymuch.