Really for Real
Reality hit me hard this past week or two. Somewhere in NYC a woman named Stella is doing alterations on the dress I will be wearing the DAY I GET MARRIED. The RSVP cards are piling in – real, live people with names and faces are coming to Jersey City to see ME get married.
Even though this wedding has absorbed my thoughts since August, all of a sudden it all seems so real. I’m really getting married. In five weeks!
Holy Shit.
I think part of what has spurred this sudden realization of my impending nuptials is that after having a bit of a lull for a few months, the wedding-related tasks are hitting again. As a matter of fact, if you are wondering why I chose to write a blog entry today after a bit of a hiatus, it may have something to do with the fact that I am procrastinating at writing thank you notes for my shower that took place last weekend.
When we got engaged, comments we received ranged from “enjoy being engaged, it’s the best time of your life” to “good luck, wedding planning was the most stressful time of my life”. So which is it? Truthfully, a lot of both.
I’ve been fortunate that my wedding planning process has been about 90% positive. I’ve loved the design aspects of it – choosing my colors, dress, flowers. Selecting the menu items and cake was also a lot of fun (and tasty). And, let’s be honest, the part where you get lots of presents doesn’t suck.
As for the stressful part; to me, it’s less about stressing over the details and more about the emotional aspects of things. The biggest thing has been trying to appease family members or friends who have their opinion on how things should be. After spending some time trying to make everyone happy, at some point I decided that the only opinions that truly matter are mine and the soon to be Mr. LoCo’s.
There’s also reconciling the fact that you are blowing a large chunk of your savings on what is essentially “one day”. The logical part of me thinks that’s crazy, but the girly part of me wants my pretty princess day. Of course girly part trumps logical part any day of the week; that’s why we all have so many pairs of shoes.
On top of all of this is the fact that you are about to do this huge thing that will ultimately be the biggest change to your life since – well, ever. I am mostly at peace with this fortunately, although I have had my moments lately when the future Mr. LoCo is snoring or yelling at the Nets game on TV when I think, lord, I am going to have to put up with this the rest of my life. Not that I would have it any other way!
Five weeks. How the heck did that happen?
9nine9 said,
March 21, 2010 at 9:06 pm
Wait … that’s THIS year???