I’m the type of girl who always thought the period of my life that I spent engaged to the love of my life would be blissful and filled with happiness and love. Umm….no. Don’t get me wrong, I’m certainly blissful and happy and in love sometimes, but I’m also stressed out and cranky and arguing with the love of my life more often than not. Who knew how difficult this would be??? Why did no one tell me???
OK, enough with the drama. It’s really not so bad. We just can’t find a place to hold the wedding and reception. Which basically means we can do absolutely nothing. We can’t choose a date, we can’t decide on the number of guests, we can’t choose a photographer. Nothing. And the opinions from our families and friends, while somewhat helpful, make it even more difficult. Not only are we trying to please ourselves, we’re trying to please everyone involved. I find myself desiring that little quicky Court House marriage that Arsen has been pulling for on a regular basis.
So this journey could be interesting. IF we find a place and are able to book when we want, we will be getting married in September of next year. This means we have about 10 months of fun ahead of us….and that may actually be true. I’m thinking once we find a venue, everything else actually WILL be fun and blissful and happy and all that. Cross your fingers for me. Please.