Relax-I haven’t had a ciggie. No, this is a wedding confession.
Those closest to me know about a recurring dream I have in regards to my wedding. It started years and years ago, and though it’s slightly different every time, there are some general themes. Here’s how it goes:
It’s the day of my wedding. I’m standing in the back of the church with my mom or dad or someone, and I realize suddenly-hey, it’s my wedding day!-except that it’s almost like I was completely unaware that it was coming. I’m standing there in a dress, but not one I love. I realize I haven’t done anything-gotten a mani/pedi, gotten flowers or a photographer etc. Those are always the first things on my mind. Then I realize that I don’t really know the guy I’m about to marry.
There are a lot of more complexities to the dream I won’t share here. The point is this though-even though I obviously know the boy, I sometimes feel like I’m just floating through this. Trying to deal with the stress of quitting smoking isn’t helping. There’s so much to do, and though we’re getting a lot done, I can’t quit help but feel like at times I’m approaching it much more like a job than MY WEDDING.
I know I haven’t really started getting into the fine details lately-my favorite part-but at the same time I think I’m a little overwhelmed by it all. And add to that I don’t do well with the online shopping-so many sites and I really like to see tangible things. I mean-there are SOOO many wedding ideas, I don’t want to skimp miss something that I almost feel like a deer in the headlights. Like today I heard about toilet paper w/ your initials-you know, like the napkins but on TP. Where have I been that I didn’t think of this?? Ok, not that that’s THE greatest idea, but it’s freakin’ funny. It’s my wedding, I feel lots of pressure to really make this “us”. And I could use a smoky treat, but no, I will not.
Someone tell me this will pass and I’ll feel like my wedidng isn’t just some random job…
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Okay… so I said it in my last comment… but I’ll say it again, chickie…
This too, shall pass!
It isn’t just some random job. Your wedding is one of those subjects I’ve heard you talk about for years (now excluding the doves and a train to rival Princess Di’s)
Now with The Boy you get to begin a new life together! That isn’t a job at all. Sounds like the beginning of a wonderful adventure…
I have seen that toilet paper and it cracks me up!
That being said……..is that the item that will make this wedding feel like “you and Matt”? I doubt it and that, my dear, is why you never thought of it.
All the wedding websites want you to be a deer in the headlights so you will buy everything that you dont need and that wont make a difference on your big day.
What will make a difference on your big day is that you are marrying The Boy and starting your new life. Nothing else will matter.
But if you really want that toilet paper, I will buy it for you!
Haha, that toilet paper is hysterical! But keep this in mind, less is more
Too many tiny little details will drive you mad. Just keep the big picture in mind. That day is the start of a fantastic life together. And if you don’t have that one last little detail that you wanted, trust me, at the end of that day you won’t even remember what it was!
Hang in there
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