So about this whole wedding thing. I mean, I know it is going to be a beautiful day, and the details don’t really matter, because in the end people are going to remember the big things. I also know that everything will work out the way it’s supposed to.
I also know I’m a hot mess.
I am losing hair! I’m having bad dreams! Dreams where I am not put together and the wedding ceremony is starting. The music is playing and I’m nearby with wet hair and sweats on, asking if we can push it back two hours just so I can finish getting ready. With no stylist. Dreams where the venue doesn’t have any record of us renting it out, and all our guests show up with nowhere to go and we get married in the parking lot.
I was not prepared for this.
I *knew* having a planner would be such a huge help. Then we had to fire her. Because she was not helpful. At all. Things progressively got worse the closer we got to the date, and finally we called it quits. Which meant that it was up to us to pick up the pieces she failed to put together and make sure everything is taken care of. Which, actually, I’m ok with. The control freak in me is happy to know what vendor is doing what when, what time they’ll be there, etc.
We (well, frankly my parents) have bought a lot of the decorations and signs for the wedding, which are currently being stored in our living room and my craft room (which is mostly a room with a table and a desk in it, and boxes lining the perimeter). Andrew and I will be driving down separately Friday to have enough room to haul all of the decorations, plus all of the baby things we need, plus all of OUR things we need. Friday night, the decorators will put everything up. We just need to unload all the decor we have at the barns when we arrive in Nebraska City.
Here’s where I have issue. I’m going to want to set everything up.
Well maybe not everything. But the memorial table, and the easel with the sign (which probably shouldn’t be put up until Saturday anyway) and the table to hold the programs and the sign to indicate seating (Oh yeah, how is that going to be held up? Does anyone have a barrel?) and the banners above our heads, and the table numbers for our 4 honored guest tables, plus all the cards for each setting, I mean I may as well just do all that right? Then the decorators don’t have to and I will know for certain that it’s done.
Oh and speaking of that, I cannot find the stands that were purchased to hold the numbers and reserved signs on the tables. I’m also missing something else, which I’ve forgotten at the moment but have written down at home. Not to mention shoes.
I need to create a timeline for Shelly, my awesome friend who is willing to work with vendors on Saturday. I need to print the script for the officiant, and the readings for the readers. Well duh. I need to make lists of lists. It’s insane. All those checklists online are helpful to a degree, but when information is scattered in at least 4 places (physical and electronic) it is difficult to feel any sense of relief at having checked something off the list.
I absolutely cannot wait for this day to come – we are going to have so much fun. I know that. I am so excited to celebrate our relationship with the people we care about.
I am also excited to be done with all of the planning. I think if this were my full time gig, I’d love it. It has been fun to find things that all kind of go together and make this day a fun representation of Andrew and I, separately and together. I am thankful for all of the time, love and financial support my parents have given me in making this day something beautiful. I’m grateful for all the support both our sets of parents have provided us in taking care of the kiddo so we can keep our commitments, whether related to the wedding or elsewhere. There is no question that we are fortunate for the lives we live today, and the people who choose to participate with us.
I’m just ready for life to slow down a little.