Day 7 and beginning of Day 8

Day 7 wasn't too bad.  It went pretty fast as I was working on my hobbies reset at work, and I got most of the wedding present done.  Hubby went to an auction and got a frame only to see that the glass was cracked and the frame itself was falling apart.  His aunt's companion is going to see if he can fix it.  Then found out ( and this is the beginning of Day 8, didn't go to bed till after midnight, though I think I actually found out on day 7...) that more then likely I will have to wait another day to see my hubby...because his aunt needs help loading table and setting tables up with her thing and her companion needs help loading and unloading a tractor.  Though depending on the time he might still leave on Day 8 but it look more like Day 9...needless to say some tears were shed on my part, and I cried myself to sleep...really was feeling like chopped liver yesterday.  The parents didn't call when they landed in TX and now I have to wait to see my hubby.  I know the hormones I'm sure aren't helping, but come on people!