- Floating Hearts
- 7 years ago
- Wedding: April 2011
We finally graduated from college two weeks ago, and we decided it would be ‘fun’ to start the wedding planning by registering. How could creating a giant wish list of new stuff possibly go wrong?
If. Only. I. Knew.
We honestly went to Macy’s last weekend thinking we’d get everything done in a few hours and then go have an early dinner. OMG. We spent four hours arguing and registered for FIVE items total.
Everything there is to register for, we disagree on. Name something, we have opposing opinions.
Everyday dishes = He wants plain white square china, and I want anything but
Formal china = He “doesn’t see the point of it” and I have three separate patterns I’m trying to convince him to actually like. As of right now, he thinks formal china is a waste of time and ‘not necessary’
Cookware and Bakeware = He wants everything to be nonstick, and I want stainless steel pots and pans, and ceramic bakers/casseroles
Flatware = He looked at me irately when I said that the PLAIN, flimsy pattern he picked up was ‘boring’ and when I suggested a beaded pattern, he rolled his eyes and walked off
Bedding = I want white or something soft, he insists on navy blue or deep dark brown. Ugh! I was like ‘Are you freaking KIDDING me?’
Towels = I want beachy blue and yellow, he wants more brown and green
Picture frames = I saw a crystal Waterford one I thought could be really beautiful for years to come and he said it ‘made him feel like something at his grandma’s house’ and thinks we should get plain silver instead. Again with the plain, ugh.
Electrics = He “doesn’t get why we need” a big KitchenAid mixer and a stick blender, but he feels justified in his desire to get a Belgian waffle maker (I’ve never seen him eat waffles in the four years I’ve known him!) and an electric grill.
ETC ETC ETC! We haven’t even gotten to stemware, kitchen gadgets, table linens, house accessories, and all the rest of it. Ever since the disaster at Macy’s, we keep trying to talk about compromises on the registry and we end up bickering and scoffing at each other. I’m serious, I sat down with him at dinner tonight determined to agree on something, and we ended up pissed off at each other, and ruining our meal.
I really didn’t see ANY of this coming! My FI is so laidback and sweet. I really didn’t think he’d have much of an opinion on anything, and as it turns out, he wants to decide on every single item! We’ve only known each other in college, when we were living in dorms or apartments with other people, so we never learned what the other person’s tastes were.
Has anyone else had this problem? How did you get through it?