I didn’t think I needed anything other than Plan A. But I was wrong.
Just when I thought everything was going so smoothly in the wedding arena, we get thrown a curve ball. The band has booked another wedding.
I’m not going to rant and rave (I’m pretty sure Big Guy did enough of that for the both of us) but I will say that I’m highly disappointed in the professionalism of a band that has such a high reputation.
In a nut shell, they never received our check but never returned any of our multiple attempts to contact them. And they booked someone else. Thanks for nothing.
Now we’re trying to find a band that will meet the expectations that we had set. And we had set the bar high (though I’m praying that this is a blessing in disguise). And another curve ball, our wedding happens to fall on the same day as a beach music festival.
So onto plan B. Not that we had a plan B. But Big Guy is doing all he can to find a band that will be just as fantastic as the one we thought we had.
I’m trying not to sweat it because in the end we’ll still get married – regardless of the band. It’s just frustrating.
Hopefully next Wednesday we’ll have some good news.