- 3 years ago
- Wedding: May 2014
So, it’s begun. You know what I mean…or you will after you read.
Everything has been smooth sailing so far. We’ve been steadily ticking off the big vendors for the wedding (venue, cake, photog) and the one thing that I have been stressing about the most, the guest list, was finally in a good place.
We asked all of our parents for lists of who they feel should be invited. My parents sent us a list, his dad sent us a list, and his mom told him only a few would be necessary from her side (7, which she verbally supplied to FI). Our venue holds 160 and the list was down to 168. Definitely acceptable and doable.
Then we had brunch with FMIL this morning and she asked for information on the camping available near our venue, and started listing off all of the people who might be interested in camping, none of whom she had mentioned previously. Then, she implied that she had invited all of them to our wedding (13 additional relatives; great aunts, second cousins, etc.). WTF. Not her right. When FI explained we were already over capacity, she gave us a guilt trip.
We’ve been asking for information on prospective guests from our parents for the last 3 months (at least). We had a cookout this summer so our families could meet, and FMIL had something going on the next day and decided not to make it. She says that’s why we never received a list from her, even though she verbally (and apparently not meaning it very seriously) told FI her list, If she had another list, there’s this thing called EMAIL. I don’t understand why she didn’t use it; one of the main purposes of the cookout was to figure out the guest list!
Then, FI and I went to the grocery store after brunch and we started talking about the family on his dad’s list and FI said “well, I know Aunt Clara is invited for sure, she’s FSIL’s godmother.” Folks, I’ve been obsessively building and managing the list for months now, and Aunt Clara is not on the list. I feel like I have asked several times for him to check the list over, and I thought he had at least a couple of times. At that point, I was a ball of anxiety from brunch, and the fact that I’m somehow supposed to divine who is or is not in FI’s family was too much. Cried in the grocery store (on FI’s shoulder). A little dramatic on my part? Probably. But, f$ck, man. I need information or I can’t get ‘er done right!!!
On the bright side, FI is totally understanding of how upsetting it is for me for us to have to go through all of the guest list again, and hopefully there will be no other surprises (fingers crossed). We’ll get it worked out, but it’s so frustrating to have to deal with it again.