My creative juices have been blocked by wedding stress. It’s not the planning aspect, as I have the most epic bridesmaids ever doing this part for me, making my life so much easier. The stress roots from:
-Unexpected plus ones, or plus sixes
- USPS trucks catching fire (yes, this really happened, and a few invitations were on that truck)
- Complaints about our invite list (291) because we didn’t invite everyone we should have, according to some
- Uninvited individuals telling others they will “just show up”
A wedding is expensive. A wedding is stressful. People will piss you off. But, I lost myself for a minute. I sat in front of my laptop with a blank blog page; my fiancé asked what was up. I told him I couldn’t write because I was so preoccupied with wedding stress.
He gave me a pep talk. In better words, he said that, as long as I’m there, no one else matters to him.
And that’s when I remembered: DING DING! IT’S OUR DAY. Woah. What a concept.
I can say no to those extra plus ones. Because 50 people who want to bring someone is a lot. And it’s ok that we cannot accommodate.
I can choose to be angry at those who didn’t bother to send their RSVP card. Or, I can remember that people are indeed human, and I cannot control other’s actions.
I can choose to worry so much about other’s feelings. Or, I can choose to be excited about marrying the love of my life.
So, yeah. I am going to have to tell you that no, sorry, you cannot bring your parents to the wedding, or your ex-husband. Actually, scratch that sorry. Do we wish that everyone could come? Of course! But, we shouldn’t have to say sorry that we have to refuse some.
On that note, a big pat on the back to Fiancé and me. We are paying for 100% of this wedding ourselves, partly thanks to the little “wedding fund” my mommy left me, may God bless her beautiful soul, and partly because we work our asses off.
I was reminded tonight, again, of why I am marrying this man. At the end of the day, I could honestly marry him anywhere, any day, any time, and still feel just as blissful. Everything taking away from those blissful feelings is stress.
So, bye bye, Stress. You can bully me no more. I am officially putting the word “no” back into my vocabulary until I walk down that aisle in 15 days and tell my future husband “YES, I DO.”