Wedding Planning Reality Check

So we’re getting married in October and apparently that means I need to pay someone $3,000 for flowers. Three THOUSAND dollars. For flowers that will be dead in a week.

Wedding Planning Reality Check

I’ve been living in the garage with my laptop and a stack of vendor quotes that make my student loan debt look reasonable.

Every. Single. Quote. Makes my eyes water.

Marcus helpfully suggested we just elope to Vegas. I gave him the look. You know the one. Then Carmen called and offered to “project manage” the whole thing with her color-coded spreadsheets and timeline charts.

Marcus: ‘We could just elope.’ Me: ‘Absolutely not.’

I love my sister but absolutely not. I’ve seen her manage a family barbecue and it involved laminated instruction cards.

Carmen offering to ‘project manage’ the wedding. Another hard no.

So here we are, figuring out how to have the wedding of my dreams without selling a kidney. Marcus is being surprisingly helpful with the research, though his idea of “budget-friendly” is adorable. Bless him, he doesn’t understand that my dress alone costs more than his car payment. We’re all doing great over here.