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Earlier this month, it was the one-year anniversary of the day he proposed. Not to sound cliche, but I cant believe how much time has flown since then. We’ve also hit the three-month countdown until the wedding and that is an incredibly exciting and yet terrifying feeling.
While we have all of our gotten our vendors booked, deposits paid, dress fittings and hair trials booked, wedding bands ordered …
I have this constant creeping feeling that I should be planning at every spare moment I have.
What should we serve at the rehearsal dinner?
What kind of favors should we have?
How should we organize the tables?
Its a disconcerting feeling at the best of times, its extra intrusive and annoying when someone such as myself is, lets say, trying to focus on something like writing her master’s thesis.
I don’t concentrate well to begin with. All these random details flying around my head have me feeling like I’m constantly spinning. Part of me just wants to sit down and bang out the details from start to finish, but unfortunately, my fiance doesn’t share my sense of urgency, and I think we’ve only received back about 15% of our RSVPs. Dang.
I’m guessing these situations are part of the reason why some people might hire a wedding planner.
Speaking of things I can’t afford …
Holy smokes, are we ever over-budget.
I remember the days of innocence, where I was baffled by the idea of a single event costing tens of thousands of dollars. This is partially our fault for failing to do research beforehand. When we drew our budget up initially, I just massively spitballed what I assumed things cost based on previous experience: For example, I used to work at a flower shop when I was in undergrad. I remember mid-size floral arrangements costing about $50-$75 (CAD). Therefore, I assumed my bridal bouquet, at approximately the same size, would cost roughly that. I’m not proud to admit this, and I’m assuming everyone who’s reading this right now is laughing at the sheer naïvete of my assumption. You can bet your collective asses that the lowest estimate I got for my bouquet was more than double that. So naturally, in the end, our entire floral budget was more than double what we thought. Oops.
Thankfully, we were able to make some cuts, like requesting smaller centerpieces, and eliminating the flower girs’s floral crown (as adorable and Instagrammable as it would have surely been, she’s 4 years old and it would have been pulled off and trampled on the ground in a matter of seconds). Our relatives were also able to lend us some money to cover the additional costs. Thankfully, all is not lost, and we can adjust.
Word to the wise: Don’t rely on what you think you know — do some research!
There are entirely too many helpful websites (like this one *wink*) available to help you make an informed decision.
How’s your planning coming along? Share in the comments!