So here’s the truth…
I haven’t made a single wedding-related decision since I ordered the dress.
Anyone who knows me knows that I am terrible at decision-making. Sometimes I’m paralyzed by the question of what to eat for lunch. And God forbid that I make a decision and then, for whatever reason, have to make a different selection. That entree you wanted? We’re out of it. Sorry, no cranberry juice. Etc. And what is planning a wedding but constantly making decisions?
Thankfully the big stuff is out of the way…but now, we have all of these little decisions to make, and I know that I should probably get moving on some of them, but I just don’t want to. One of my aunts wants to buy me something wedding related for Christmas. She suggested toasting glasses, but she wants me to pick them out. Could there be something I’ve thought about less? I don’t think so. Several people have asked what I’m going to do with my hair. Uhm…I dunno?
Veil? I dunno. Flowers? I dunno. Cake? I dunno. You get the idea.
Lots of people, of course, ask me how the plans are coming. I smile and say “fine.” And then I feel a slight pang of panic deep down. Am I supposed to be doing something? What am I supposed to be doing?
I’m not going to pretend that I never considered the idea of my wedding until the moment I was engaged, but I’m certainly not one of those girls who had everything all figured out ahead of time.
I don’t really know what my point is here…I know I’m rambling. I guess I’ve always known that I didn’t really care about most of this minutiae. I’m just now realizing how much. And yet, the decisions will have to be made anyway…