- 8 years ago
- Wedding: April 2010
Ok – I need to start by saying that I am so in love with my FI and I can’t wait to be his wife. He is loving and wonderful and kind and treats me and my 13-year-old daughter with nothing but love and respect. He supports me in everything I do and is just amazing.
I don’t know what is going on, but I am so OVER the whole wedding thing. This is from the woman who has been planning this “stupid” thing since I realized that I was going to marry this man. This from the woman who bought her wedding dress before she even had the ring. This from the woman would would buy a wedding magazine over food for lunch just so she could look at everything and imagine her big day.
I am so over the stress of trying to find a place to have this day that no one but me is really going to enjoy as much as I want them to. I am tired of trying to figure out the guest list, the food, the favors , the people, EVERYTHING!
I’m even more tired of trying to figure out how to pay for the whole stupid day.
I am getting closer and closer to running away and just saying forget the whole thing and driving through some stupid place and having Elvis so us the honor.
This is my second time and the first one was so lame and I hated him so much for us not doing it “right”. We had planned on doing a 5 year thing at some point, but we never made it that far.
We both work for the same company which is nice because the guest list is mostly from the office and a few outside, but even that seems like too many. And then who do you invite and who can you leave out? I know I don’t have to invite the people I don’t talk to, but you know the people who hear you talking about it, assume they are invited, but hello! I can’t afford to pay for the people we see and do things with outside of the office!
We had set a date of 11/29/09 and that is 67 days from today. I don’t think there is any way I can figure it all out in that time.
I’m just so over it and I want to cry, because I really really REALLY want to wear my dress and dance with my husband at my wedding.
I know, i’m acting like a 2-year-old, and yes, I’m about to lay on the floor and kick and scream until something happens. It will probably just end in my getting fired or taken away for a hospital stay, but hey, the coats are white, maybe I can have them do the marriage in the back of the car on the way over?
I just want the wedding fairy to come in, wave her wand and yippee I’m at my magical party with my friends and everything is lovely!