What You Don’t Know Will Kill You

Becoming a bride is what I imagine is similar to becoming a dog owner, or a parent, or getting old. No one tells you that it is this hard, no one warns you that there are so many decisions to make, or if they do warn you then you are to STUPID and NAIVE to believe their horrible words of doom and pain.

Starting the planning process for my wedding I blissfully created a budget, a budget based on my limited knowledge, and then slowly after starting to work through some of the issues you know immediately you need to do and starting to research for things you don’t know about I found out much to my HORROR that I have no idea what the hell I am doing and a wedding is so much more than I ever originally anticipated. So I threw my original budget in the trash and started to try and do it over again, to my horror all those little things that were not originally on the list has now almost tripled my original estimate.

I know see the pull of the couples that run off to Vegas to get hitched with just a few family members and friends. You can save so much money, money that could be used for a down payment on a home, to start savings account for having children, or to pay off all your gambling and drinking debt from the college years. I know that if I went to Vegas I would bemoan the memories, the fact that I would miss out on that one big day with me in princess white gown with my night in shining armour standing and taking your forever and ever vows in front of everyone you love.

I think I am on the right path, that I made the right decision not to have a small destination wedding, that I should err on the side of caution, and that in a year I will not regret spending so much money for one day. I will keep you posted on my one year anniversary if it was all still worth it.