Well, the remodeling in the bathroom is done. 3/4 of the yardwork is done. The house is a mess. The first relatives begin to trickle in tomorrow afternoon. I go into work at five tomorrow afternoon, but will have to be up at 7:00 tomorrow morning to help get everything in order. You know, I don’t remember anyone asking me if I wanted to help host 20+ people in my home.

My aunt and uncle (who had come up for the day to help with some of the plumbing) met Dan for the first time this afternoon, after I had already left for work. I just found out a week ago that I was, in fact, out to my extended family. This little mini-reunion will be the first time it’s all out in the open, however. I’m just going to assume it’s made it through the grapevine to everyone, and let anyone who doesn’t know yet figure it out on their own. Seems less confrontational that way, right?

I’m not entirely certain that’s the best approach, but I think I’m beyond caring. The nervousness factor has been zero ever since I found out I’d been outed, something I would have done myself, assuming I ever got around to it.

20 people. 20 relatives. Ugh.