my big boo-boo

just when i thought everything was going as planned, something comes along to burst our little bubble.

i'm talking about our invitations. Sheryl of QP Glorietta called this morning to inform us that our invites were now ready for pick-up. it's finished! that was fast, considering that i only approved the proofs and confirmed printing last week and they said that i would be able to get it by the second week of July pa. so since we were also planning to go to the makati area this afternoon, i decided to drop by and finally get them. all was well when i picked it up. in fact, while i was scanning the sample in the car, i thought it to be so surreal as this was, in a way, real proof that we are truly tying the knot soon.

when we met up with my mom at the fort, i proudly showed her the sample invitation on our way home, only to hear her say that one of our ninongs (who also happened to be my future father-in-law's brother) had his surname misspelled. what the?!!! i immediately panicked as i could already foresee joseph's reaction on this. so i called sheryl once again just to confirm if i was really the one at fault. i asked her to check the proofs that i signed last week if the misspelt name was truly there. much to my dismay, she said that they printed exactly what i approved -- that is, including the error i overlooked. now, it would cost us P15 per entourage card to have it printed again for a minimum of 100 pieces per order.

now, that made me a bit hysterical, knowing that we'd have to spend again to remediate this blunder. i was actually about to burst into tears when my brother and mom kept suggesting solutions for the problem. it helped a lot to know that they reassured me that it was not a lapse of judgement but more like, it was just something i missed. plainly human error.

i know it's too late now for pointing fingers, but i can't help but feel so bad about what had happened. funny, because at the time that i was checking the proofs over several times, i really do not remember seeing that typographical error. probably, in all my excitement and giddiness at that time, i somehow skipped that detail. everything was a blur, come to think of it.

oh well, time to move on. no use crying over spilled milk. while i am in no state to sleep and disregard this dilemma, i now must think of ways to fix it as soon as possible.

moral of the story? recheck every detail, whether major or otherwise, a zillion times. also, don't be too harsh on yourself. we're just humans and we do make mistakes at some point in our lives.