Do you ever just have a pit in your stomach that won’t leave? Or your throat, maybe…
Things have been busy around here. Super busy. So busy that it just doesn’t seem to stop… except now it’s the weekend and I’ve done almost nothing for two days, and I’ve still got the pit.
The list is so long.
We’ve ticked off a load, but it seems that for every item scratched off, another five pile up…
And the thing is that when planning a wedding, especially when taking on the majority of the financial burden, you start out with so many unknowns… and the price seems to rise with each revelation.
I’m starting to worry about just how far the cost might go.
I can see the utility of a wedding planner, here. Not because of the organizing and design, necessarily… that part is fun. More because a wedding planner is able to remain removed from the emotion of the day. To look at a budget and stick to it no matter what…
This is not my strongest suit.
I can see all of the options… the ways to cut corners… but somewhere in the back of my head is a little voice that says, “This is going to be the most important day of your life… you’ll regret it if you really cut corners.” Of course, I’ll regret a big load of debt too… right?
