Chapter 8

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Evy's POV

It was 11 o'clock at night when I received a WhatsApp message from the wedding planner. It was actually on the group, called "The Big Wedding" where mine and Zack's family were all in it so that we could get all the updates about the wedding and the changes that would take place.

Oh my freaking Gosh. I am getting married on the 23rd of December. But it's Christmas' Eve Eve. But it's actually kind of perfect, it will be romantic. With that happy thought, I went to bed. I can't even imagine my wedding day.

In our family, Thanksgiving means a lot, usually every year we spend it at each other's house I mean at my mom and dad's house or mine. For the past few years that I have moved out we switch every year and this year it's mine to host and my mom is putting a lot of pressure on me reminding me that this is my last Thanksgiving in my house.

That's scary. I didn't even think of that. OMG, I just realized, I won't even get to spend my last Christmas here. I really don't know what's going to happen. Will we be staying at Zack's house or his parent's.

We really have to talk through this wedding thing. We are almost strangers to each other. This fast coming wedding is really going to shake my life up. Will I be able to adapt myself, staying with someone else. I have never done that before. I have never even been to a pyjamas party. I have never shared a bathroom with anyone before. Not even my parents. This is surely going to be strange on me.

Today is going to be a busy one. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I have to go on dinner with Zack and his friends tonight. I don't even know how I'm going to fit that in my schedule.

I still have a lot on my list, firstly I have to roast the turkey which will take most of my time tomorrow and I also need to bake two different types of potatoes because my dad loves mashed potatoes while my mom prefers the roasted ones and for my little cousins I still have to prepare gravy because they die on mine. And I haven't even started with the veggies, the mince pies, the cheese board and loads of snacks. I'm nacked even to think of it.

While for tonight I can't even really go empty-handed I have to make a good impression on his friends. I think I should just bake some brownies I have had a lot of compliments from them. I don't even know why I still follow my mom's recipe but somehow it turns out better.

I have been working my butt off since this morning. Whenever I remembered something I would just add it on my shopping list. I was planning on doing some errands to the supermarket to grab all the things that I would need for tomorrow's meal. Somehow I am just adding and adding onto it. Will I even finish buying all of that during my lunchtime? I have a meeting at 14:30 and I still have to review the legal documents.

I left the office at 11:30 and went directly to the supermarket to buy a lengthy list of groceries. It was definitely not the appropriate time to go there, it was packed with people, also buying their last-minute turkey and snacks. Within one hour of running around, I was able to more or less get everything on my list and thanks to the self-checkout, it was way faster to do it and pay by myself instead of standing and waiting in the neverending queue.

As I reached home, I quickly removed all the required ingredients for the brownies and started right away to bake it because it was the only thing that would take the longest and I still have to return back to work.

Whilst the brownies were baking, I arranged all the groceries in their place and I also made my life a little bit easier by sorting out all the measured ingredients that I would need for preparing the Thanksgiving dinner tonight. Oh boy, it's going to be a long night for me.

After an hour or so, everything was ready and I cut the brownies into squares and place them carefully in the boxes which I always keep because I constantly give away my delights. While I was doing that, only then I was taking bites of my ham sandwich which I previously bought. I eat really unhealthily.

Sincerely yours, WifeWhere stories live. Discover now