I admittedly have a severe, take-me-to-see-somebody-about-this case of Bride Brain, as much as it pains me to admit how much this wedding is affecting my everyday life.
I wake up and stare at unfinished projects with a dumbfounded look on my face, drool likely trickling out the side of my gaping mouth. I try to work like a normal member of society, and I catch myself scanning a multitude of wedding blogs between consultations with my trusty AP Stylebook. And in the late hours of the night (and, um, into the wee hours of the morning) when I really should be sleeping or helping Sarah McLachlan's charitable ASPCA efforts, I'm working on our wedding itinerary and acting like a total bridezilla--all alone and behind closed doors, so I think that gives me a pass. Sort of.
At my worst, having Bride Brain clouds my judgment and makes me act like a crazyperson who just so happens to be wedding planning. I let my 'zilla show. When I argue with Dustin, I threaten to call off the wedding even if the argument is over something so stupidly small it embarrasses me to even try and remember. He still loves me and I eventually apologize and admit that, secretly, I didn't mean a single word I said. He understands because he's known my drama-queen side for 5 years now, and we all move on with our lives without a second thought.
But sometimes, I get to thinkin'--and I don't know if any other engaged couples see through their pre-marital bliss and think about this too, but I guess I'll go out on a limb--when do you know it's time to call things quits? When do you know that [even if you've sent out 300 save the dates and invitations, bought a dress and put so many deposits down it makes your head spin] it's time to call the whole thing off?
*Really super-duper important note that can't even be shoved down at the bottom of the post: If you're reading this and are feeling short of breath and light-headed, calm down. Dustin and I are not calling the wedding off, nor are we even thinking about calling it off. I promise when I threaten it, I'm just being dramatic. Sort of how I also threaten to sell the dog when I come home and see she ate all of my supplies to make bridesmaid bouquets. We are happily getting married and we're happily keeping Milliedog, we promise. :)
This post isn't chock-full of advice because I have no business giving any. I'm just genuinely curious after hearing stories of people knowing before the wedding that things weren't right, but they still went through the whole thing anyway. We all know divorce happens, and it's probably affected us somehow in some way, but how do you know deep down in your heart that it's more than sadness about your fleeting singledom and a small douse of cold feet?
I think I get it. Even at our unhappiest, we all want people to change. But can they? And what's more important: Saving face and not having to notify guests that there will be no wedding, or saving yourself and getting out when you know it's the right thing to do?
Well. Happy Friday? Should I leave you with a pretty picture after such heavy thoughts?
OK, but only because you asked for it and I'm feeling guilty for taking us to the weekend all angsty-like.
That's better.
But really... Anybody have anything to contribute regarding the more, ahem, serious conversation above? Or are we blocking it from our memories? Fine then. Anybody have any fun ideas for the weekend? ANYBODY?
Ah, well. Can't say I didn't try!
Stay thrifty,
Hollie
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