
I think there must be a happy medium between a too-long engagement and a too-short engagement. We have been engaged for a year now, and we have been unhappily floating in that sticky morass known as “OMG we can’t wait for this all to be OVER” for at least three months now.
Planning any wedding is stressful, but taking that stress, and Stretch Armstrong-ing it over a year or more is just cruel. No matter how proud of our DIY projects I am, no matter how gorgeous my gown is, I am ready to jump ship. I’m at least ready to take my beading pliers and jam them in my eye.
A year is too much time to plan a wedding. There are too many opportunities in twelve months to change your mind, or to have others change your mind for you. Twelve months is too long of a period to drag out the constant inter-familial squabbles over guest lists and budgets and colours and ribbons and everything. We just want to get married. That’s all. We originally wanted to get married on a beach—just us and our immediate families—and within a week of our engagement, our minds had been changed for us and suddenly we were having a wedding that was so much bigger than we had originally planned.
We’re excited for our wedding.
CORRECTION: We’re excited for our wedding to end.
I still DIY because I know that if I don’t, I will look back at our wedding and regret not sucking it up and doing it right. Doing it our way. Except, weddings are family events, and as such, have the unfortunate tendency of turning into monstrous beasts that have no similarity to a couple’s original desires and are instead composed of all the opinions of everyone around them.
I wish for you, as you plan your wedding, to have the courage to say “no”. To say, “We’re doing this our way,” and when you both get boxed into a corner and are badgered, for you to put up your dukes and growl, “because we said so.” Well, maybe without the growling.
But seriously, your wedding is your wedding. It is not your parents’ wedding (even if they’re helping to pay for it), it is not your grandparents’ wedding, it is not your bridesmaids’ wedding, and your wedding is in no part property of your coworkers or your friends. It is your wedding.
Sigh.
Now, if you excuse me, I have a beast to tame.
Are you dealing with outside influences when it comes to planning the wedding of your dreams?
yes……the same exact thing happened to us. an intimate ceremony of close family and friends turned into a fiasco….
i’m pleasantly surprised that as i am about to began printing addresses on envelopes, my mother is asking to revise her list. muttering “all these people dont need to be there”….wow….
i really haven’t fought it…..but thankfully, as we get closer and closer (8 weeks now), people are yielding to our original vision.