By most standards my engagement has been pretty short (and yet, by some, very long). I knew that from the beginning, so my train of thought went something like this: I’m getting married! I’m so happy! WHY HAVEN’T WE FOUND A CATERER YET?
I’m a very calm and rational person, you see.
I did find a venue, a caterer, and a few other things within the first two months. Then I promptly stopped. Just because. And then there I was over the weekend, with less than a month to go, finding myself upstate at my parents’ house for a bridal shower brunch to actually plan things out (do shower brunches exist, or did we just make that up?). Like where people are sitting (they’re not, oops!), and whether anyone is going to start their dresses on fire with the 300 candles that are to line the window sills and stairs (hopefully not).