Now that we've watched our "negative one-year anniversary" come and go, it's getting to be game time for me and the guy for planning this wedding.
In the beginning, it's all fun and games and over-priced wedding magazines. But when you actually get down to the process -- the deep, dark nitty-gritty -- it can be downright stressful. I'm slowly realizing that my best intentions to keep things affordable, yet classy, are the stuff of fake-Styrofoam-cake dreams and off-the-rack wishes.
This is how I was starting to feel last week when we got the tentative price breakdown from our yet-to-be-officially-booked-by-us florist. Let's just say it was double our budget. I was heartbroken as I started slashing floral arrangements and wondering if Walmart could do bulk orders.
But really, who could turn work like this down?
(Sorry this picture is sideways, by the way, I am a technical difficulty these days ...)
In the end, I'm learning an all-important pillar of wedding planning -- compromise. Maybe instead of padding our flower budget with unnecessary items like an extra bouquet for me to toss at the end of the night to all my single gal-pals, I focus on what is a "must" for me and the guy, which means serious decision making. Something that I'm not always stellar at.
But we're figuring it out, I suppose. One blown budget at a time.
