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â€śSo, howâ€™s the wedding planning?â€ť These days, this question excites and exasperates me at the same time. I have a lot of energy and excitement about the wedding, but it varies day by day whether that excitement is greater or less than my stress about â€śgetting it all done.â€ť To explain that, I need to go back to the beginning of the process and explain a few things.
From the beginning, weâ€™ve been fairly flexible about what this wedding will look like. I donâ€™t have a crystal-clear vision of what I want, so I have invited and taken suggestions from family and close friends. I was breezing along for the first nine months, checking things off my list, thinking, this is easy! Sure, thereâ€™s a lot to do, but Iâ€™m organized! Iâ€™m on top of it! We can do this!
In May I started to feel the pressure. And it was all because of Pinterest.
In the winter, we visited Lansdale and started thinking about decorations–again, an area where I didnâ€™t have preconceived ideas about what I wanted. My parents own a beautiful old house, and my dad has completed a lot of home improvement projects. Back in the wintertime, we discovered some old doors and windows he had saved that sparked some crafty neurons in my brain. I thought, these things will be perfect for signage, table assignments, whatever! And itâ€™s all free! Perfect.
Itâ€™s true that nothing in life is ever really free. I did not factor in how much effort it would take to polish all of those things. Washing, sanding and painting. Re-glazing some of the old window panes. Building stands for the doors so they arenâ€™t a hazard. We spent a full day cleaning some of these pieces and drawing out multiple iterations of plans for how we would use all the pieces. Luckily my family (and fiancĂ©) dove into the projects with gusto, each contributing their own talents to different pieces.
I went into that weekend excited, but I came out feeling overwhelmed. We had so many different ideas for how to use each piece. Plus, there were so many steps to bringing it all together–for example, to use one window we would need to wash it, sand the frame, repaint the frame, re-glaze the panes in the window and then write table assignments on it! I was having a hard time figuring out how we would get it all done, even with all the helping hands we had.
I did two things in response to this overwhelmed feeling. First, I sat down in my cone of silence and came up with a plan. I laid out all the steps, determined the critical path, and wrote out which tasks we could complete on which weekends we would be coming to Lansdale from Washington, DC. I had it all figured out, but I still felt tense.
Then I did the second thing: I envisioned what our wedding would look like if these projects didnâ€™t all come together. Surprise–everything was still beautiful. And we were still getting married! There would be officiants, food and a DJ. Somehow people would be welcomed, know where the bathroom was, and find their seat, even if it didnâ€™t look like the way we had envisioned it.
I realized that I was, to some degree, in control of how much pressure I was feeling to â€śget it all done.â€ť If I decided that some things, like the signs for the bathroom, were more important than others, I could give myself (and everyone else) permission to not get those other things done, if we ran out of time.
Sure, an old window with a quote from Song of Solomon would make a beautiful addition to our ceremony space–but it wasnâ€™t as high on the list as, say, the table assignments. I needed to let some of these things go if I was going to enjoy the rest of this process. The time between engagement and marriage feels so special–youâ€™re giddy and excited and hopeful, all leading up to this one day that will be over before you know it. The wedding day starts a blessed and fulfilled lifetime of marriage, but thereâ€™s something special about this expectant time, where youâ€™re waiting for that next step, and I donâ€™t want to miss that. I want to savor it.
So, when I start to think about all that I â€śhave to do,â€ť I think about all the people around to help me. I think about what the â€śbare bonesâ€ť of the event will look like, and Iâ€™m still happy. I think about standing in front of friends and family and promising to love Zach for the rest of our lives, and I know it doesnâ€™t matter if we get the photo booth just right.
Iâ€™m choosing to use this time to prepare for a lifetime with my best friend, where the little things donâ€™t shake our happiness together. And I make that choice anew every day. Some days are better than others, but I, like most of us, am a work in progress.