I’m getting married. Don’t worry, this isn’t going to turn into a wedding blog, although it’s probably going to get mentioned with some regularity over the next 385 days.*
Yeah, 385 days, that’s a long time, right? What’s worse? We’ve already surpassed that number of days as an engaged couple and I have reached what might be called “engagement burn out.” The fun of planning a wedding has long since passed. (Honestly, planning a wedding never sounded like fun to me, I wanted to elope in Hawaii and Spencer wanted the big wedding with our families.)
We have the venue, we’ve booked a photographer, we’ve decided on a color scheme, and started working with a stationary designer that we absolutely adore. The things that are left? Floral arrangements, sound systems, seating charts, and actually addressing 400+ envelopes sound straight up grueling to me. (Although originally when I thought about seating charts I gleefully clapped my hands I have now developed a twitch when confronted with any kind of actual diagram. It’s harder than you think and our venue requires it.) Even our wedding website is languishing unfinished.**
I think having so much time has made me lazy. I need something to light a fire under my butt or nothing will ever get completed. What I need, my friends, is to turn this into a competition. I need someone else to volunteer to get married on June 4, 2011 so that we can set some goals and deadlines. We can race to see who can complete the tasks first and then have a judging panel to rate us on different components.*** Maybe we can add a weight loss competition to it, since there’s no way I’m dropping this kind of cash to look chubby in my wedding photos.
Any takers?
The invitations aren’t even in there yet. Terrifying, isn’t it?
*Like, maybe on Wednesdays, when I have this handy alliteration thing going on.
**If you happen to click this link and make it through Spencer’s version of our engagement story know that I actually had him pare that down a few pages. You’re welcome.
***I’m thinking Overall Style, Guest Appeal, and Originality. Other suggestions?
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Send me your invites, I will address them when I’m stuck with my arse on the couch!
i misread your photo as “150 no thank you notes”- and found this very amusing. then realized, i’m a moron.
Wait? We aren’t competing? Crap!!!!! All this time I was full of glee because I at least have devoted my next 406 days of engagement planning to driving myself mad with floral arrangements. Did I mention that now I have a bug up my ass about succulents?????? I think it’s because I want to say succuluents more than flowers.
As you know, I bitch about how fat I look in photos but my love of donuts and frappacinos will prevent me from losing anything remotely decent to make me look at photos and say “hey that’s a good photo of me.” Further, now I want a freakin frap!
I’m not sure why flowers are such a sticking point for either of us, but the really seem to be the big hurdle right now.
I will happily compete against you, if that was an actual offer.
Ha! We may have found a new wedding stationary market, for uninvited guests.
If our invites were even printed yet, I might consider. I have a feeling once they get here you might be a little busy.