HOW AM I STILL PLANNING THIS WEDDING?!?!

Y’all, I got engaged in November… of what must have been 1980, because I have been doing wedding crap for approximately 37 years. HOW HAS THIS WEDDING NOT HAPPENED YET?

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Jake and I have had at least 167 spats over him being Princess Kate in both that everything has to be perfect and that it’s someone else’s problem. I’m telling you, that man almost got blood all over our wedding invitations when he told me he hadn’t collected all of his addresses as I began to address his half. This is why I hate weddings. Jake and I rarely argue, but suddenly we can’t get through a single day without some inane squabble over the difference between ivory and white. It’s not just me, either. His mother was pissed that he hadn’t chosen his cousin to be a groomsmen. His sister was pissed that he didn’t have a special job for his nieces. I was pissed that he was digging in his heels over stupid little things like this, when he doesn’t even care.

Me: “You’ve got to learn to choose your battles.”
Jake: “I know. I’m sorry.”
Me: “You do know the answer can’t be ‘all of them,’ right?”

It’s not just time and arguments, though. It’s money. I cut out videography and flowers and centerpieces. I bought wooden bouquets for myself and my bridesmaids on Etsy, to save a few hundred dollars. My invitations came from Mixbook, with a coupon code, and the R.S.V.P’s were printed on cardstock at work. I bought my wedding dress on Etsy and hoped for the best, because every other one I saw looked the exact damned same and cost three times as much. Still, every time I turn around, I have to spend another hundred dollars or so on sparklers, to-go boxes for the cake, a serving set, and a steamer for my dress. The large accounts got settled just it time for all the little odds and ends to start piling up. Sure, the honeymoon’s paid for now, but we’re going on an Alaskan cruise, which means I need a bathing suit and more jeans. You see, only the one pair fits these days, because I haven’t eaten since November.

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Until recently, Jake had been pretty unhappy with his weight, as well. Living out of his truck, between the Granger Ranch, his place in Wellston, and my place in Shetland wasn’t conducive to a healthy diet and exercise regimen. When he’d complain, beer in hand, I’d try to gently suggest that the alcohol might be a contributor, but was assured that this couldn’t be the case. So, after we moved, he vowed to start working out, as did I, since I’d bought an elliptical, just before we moved. While I spend most of my free time on the elliptical, however, Jake has yet to take up P90X as planned, because what better time to play World of Warcraft than when I’m busy working out?  Additionally, even though I never get to eat peanut butter anymore, somehow, whole jars still disappear. Yet…

Jake: “I’ve lost about 13 pounds, since we moved. The scale says I weigh 212.”
Me: “Cool! ME TOO.”

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I jest, of course. I weigh 167. I’ve also lost 13 pounds… since November, not since we moved a month ago. With three weeks until the wedding, though, I’m seven pounds from my goal weight. Whereas Jake could drop that with a walk around the neighborhood, I’m about to just amputate mid-calf and call it good.

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It’s not just the wedding hype that’s motivating me. I turn thirty this year and while I will have accomplished every other thing I want to accomplish by September, I am adamant that I’ll reach my goal weight. An expensive dress accompanied with photos that will be displayed forever is just encouragement… unlike the Easter candy I stocked up on, to eat after the wedding, because I refuse to miss the best candy holiday for a party. That’s what all this is, after all: an elaborate party, that I’ll only remember as a haze of stress, dollar signs, and ridiculous arguments, because Dante forgot to mention the circle of hell that is even minimalist wedding planning.

Years ago, I often joked that I didn’t want a husband. I just wanted a Kitchenaid mixer and I figured that was the only to go about getting one. Today, I’d be willing to buy my own Kitchenaid mixer if it meant Jake could just be my husband. Only 19 days to go, y’all, which is approximately seven more years in wedding planning time. I suppose I’ll do it for Jake to have his big day. After all, he’s already paid for mine, in full: the day when our Alaskan cruise ship sets sail and I can finally enjoy being with my husband.

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11 thoughts on “HOW AM I STILL PLANNING THIS WEDDING?!?!

  1. I joke that I only want to have a wedding for the fancy kitchen appliance gifts but now I’m not sure if even the full, matching Le Creuset set is worth it…

  2. You know, I feel like this is going to be a bit like Christmas where the build-up is IMMENSE and then suddenly the day goes by in a flash and you’re a bit like….. ‘Oh.’

    I hope the stress and money worries lessen and you’re able to enjoy the last bit of run-up to your wedding! It’s going to be unreal!

  3. A few years ago I helped my wife and my mother-in-law plan and put on an entire wedding in less than four weeks. This included everything from the dress to invitations to finding a minister. It wasn’t a shotgun wedding; the bride and groom just decided it was time.

    Peace to you!

  4. Ugh, girl, I hear you. I was engaged for 21 months and each one was more painful than the last. By the end of it all I’m pretty sure I could have furnished a small village with Kitchenaide Mixers. We had fun so I guess maybe it was worth it but I would NEVER do that again. I am forever telling people to elope, and when they laugh I’m like, “NO SERIOUSLy DON’T DO IT!!!” Lol. You’re in the home stretch though, just keep breathing.

    Good luck & your honeymoon sounds awesome!!! That will be the totally-worth-the-money-fun-part, that’s absolutely how I felt about mine.

      • Haha, I got engaged August 2016. I’m not getting married until June 2019 – hurray! Soooo that’s a 2 years, 9 months and something days! Yep!

  5. Hang in there. All of this will pass. Also you probably don’t need a bathing suit for an Alaskan cruise. I went in July and there was literally only 1 day we even could have used the pool. We had 4 seasons in as many days and layers are your friend. (Oversized jeans could work in this case just layer under them). Best of luck !!!

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