I know. I’ve already fallen off of the blog bandwagon. I apologize for the two maybe three people that are reading this. And you guys already know what’s going on. But nonetheless, I apologize for my lack of writing.
The primary reason that I’ve fallen off the wagon, is that I’d have to face the fact -in writing- that we still don’t have a place and date. We have some good ideas and notions about it. But we still don’t feel comfortable in making a decision.
Signing your name to that dotted line means you’re promising to pay a lot of money.
And we don’t have a lot of money.
So, we’re not ready to sign away what little we do have quite yet.
We’re trying to get estimates in all areas of the wedding so we know what our money priorities are…where it’s going, where we’re willing to compromise.
We also are have to keep in mind we’ll be moving Rob here between now and then. We have discovered that’s not exactly cheap. Think the price of a really nice, tropically exotic honeymoon.
Sometimes working through all these things has me a little discouraged.
On the night we got engaged, we went to a little Thai restaurant near my apartment. It was warm in the cafe due to the unseasonably high temps. It was like summer with crunching leaves, a glass of wine, panang curry and a diamond ring. It was splendid. And then, something happened that was so perfectly delightful, it seemed…surreal, but nice.
Our fortune cookies came.
This on is Rob’s:
This one was mine…
“Focus on your long term goal.”
Although I think that fortune cookies are a cooky, fun dessert with no deeper meaning, I find myself repeating this fortune over and over. Every time I freak out over the venue, the money, the fact that I can’t find those green shoes…I remind myself to:
Focus on my long term goal.