We have 111 people confirmed to attend our wedding. The chapel holds 125. Counting Darryl and myself, 12 more people can RSVP that they are coming so that we will all fit. The 13th person that RSVPs is pretty much going to be on my shit list for all of eternity because A) they RSVPed late and B) they forced me to move my wedding out of the chapel of my dreams to the outdoor location. In fact, I would prefer that no one else RSVP, let's just cut it off, game over. Unfortunately, a lot of these people are Darryl's friends and we won't be doing that to him. However, he has a lot of phone calls to make this week. I do wish we could make the late responders stand up in the back or watch through the window. People could get chapel seating based on the promptness of their response, oh how I wish.