Good evening everyone! I have found myself with the house to myself and a desire to share some insight into the wonderful world of planning a wedding. I’ve also found myself with drooping eyelids, a glass of wine, and a growing nervous energy. That is really why I am writing tonight.
Spoiler alert: it’s a bit cheeky.
If you haven’t figured it out already from my past wedding posts or from stories or experience, planning a wedding is not easy. Yes, there are the usual complaints, such as budget, guest list, and the ever-popular drama surrounding loved ones and relatively tolerable ones. But I’m here to share the 18-days-away difficulties:
I’m tired. And I’m up to my eyeballs in to-dos across all facets of my life.
Don’t get me wrong, things are in a great spot for being only 2.5 weeks away from the big day. The last major thing I have on my list is the seating arrangement, which could only be started this week because of the RSVP cut off, plus a few little things here and there. So I’m definitely where I’d want to be in that sense.
However, things are a mess. I’m stuffed in a room with all our wedding items and they are slowly creeping closer and closer, urging me to finally start packing things up. Work, which has been slow recently, is just now picking up in an attempt to kill me. I’m prepping for my absence from work, which will last 2.5 weeks (that’s a fun process). I’m behind on shower thank yous (etiquette can bite me for a few more days). We just started purchasing things and getting ready for the honeymoon ($$$). And I’m desperately trying not to forget anything—the fact that we are almost done has me more nervous that I’m forgetting something than ever before. Oh and I’m trying to stay calm, fight exhaustion, and do my ever-lovely dance with anxiety.
On a less whiny note, the nervous jitters are starting to hit me in a good way. With things winding down and the pieces coming together, it’s becoming easier to visualize all the events and I’m now able to focus on the fact that it’s all really happening. As I mentioned above, we’ve started pulling things together that we’ll need for our honeymoon (turns out, I am not well equipped for two weeks in Southeast Asia) and, while it’s been a lot of busy work and spending money, it’s also been getting me really excited.
The big, “I’m getting married” realization has yet to hit, but I anticipate that will likely do so the week of the wedding. I’ve already booked a morning of spa treatments for the Wednesday before (thank yous to Nick and my bridesmaids for the spa certificates!!), so when those days roll around—when I’m finally done with work—that’s when the first wave will smack me in the face. Another will hit when I wake up on June 9th, with countless more to follow that day.
I can’t say I’m really looking forward to these next two weeks. Next week is my last full week of work and, as I mentioned, now all my clients are popping up needing crazy amounts of design before my departure, so I do believe work will be what makes it hard; but the best part is that I know, on the other side, is a 2.5 week span that will likely be the best of my life (and I have some pretty incredible experiences sitting in those top slots), plus my email will be turned off completely. So tonight I raise my glass up to the mouth of my bottle, pour myself another, and cheers to it all being over with and worth it in 2.5 weeks.
Wish me luck!
And a shout out to a fellow June 9th bride, if you’re reading this—almost there!