Before wedding planning stole my brain (and all of our money), the boy and I were two years deep into a full house renovation. Initially, we meant to *just* expand the kitchen (tiny), which led to new floors, and the removal of a popcorn ceiling (asbestos – boo), and new plaster (for said ceiling), and paint. And since we were on a roll at that point, we threw in new carpet (for the bedrooms) and moved a closet and expanded a bathroom and tiled another, and…you get the picture.
{Early inspiration from Domino, via M.A. Belle}
Every day I would find ideas that I had to implement, completely skewing plans we had already started on. Materials we had bought were no longer good enough or no longer fit into our “vision”.
{bathroom that halted our MB reno, via At Home At Home}
I see this happening with our wedding planning. Every day I see something else I must have. Plans I felt confident about get shucked for whatever new, sassy thing is making her way through blogland. I know this is dangerous, can lead to discontent, not to mention unnecessary expenses. Deep down I know that our wedding is not a photoshoot. That whatever it ends up looking like, is nothing compared to what it will mean. I am trying to keep my perspective, here, but I’ll be honest. I’m overwhelmed.
{pretty much love this. via Beth Helmstetter}
Over the next few weeks, the boy and I will begin the process of weeding through our ideas, earmarking what realy speaks to us. Since our budget is not unlimitted, we are going to have to be merciless. Sometimes I wonder if it’s even possible. We aren’t the most decisive people. Our home remodel is limping into it’s 3rd year…and we’re still not done. We have just under 7 months to figure out this wedding thing. Daunting.
Still, I’m hopeful. Living without a bathroom wall or a kitchen for a few months teaches you a thing or two.
