Abnormal, or different?
I don't find wedding planning fun. At all.
I think, if I had unlimited funds, I might find it somewhat fun. If I could just point to the first thing I see that I like and buy it, every time, I might find it fun. If I didn't have to shop online for every single little thing, I might find it fun. If I didn't have to search 5,000 different websites to find the best deal on centerpiece vases, I might find it fun. If I had 100 stores I could search to find the perfect dress instead of having to find a dress in one appointment while I'm in Seattle, I might find it fun. If I had a thousand choices of churches and reception locations and no limit on money, I might find it fun.
Options are limited. Money is limited. Time is limited.
Seriously, I'm one of those people that honestly probably would not regret just having a really small, really personal wedding (like, immediate family and one or two really close friends only), and then a nice reception. But most people I know wouldn't go for that...although I think some days Isaiah is tempted as well.
Heck...he's an ordained minister...I wonder if he could just marry us? Just kidding...kind of.
Honestly, I'll just be glad when the whole thing is over and we can skip town, have a fabulous honeymoon, and come back to a normal, settled life.
Because the stress of this thing blows, and it's only going to get worse over the next 4 months. Everyone keeps saying, "Let me know if I can help!" But there's not really a whole lot anybody can do, especially when all the people asking me if they can help...well, honestly, let's just say I wasn't a big fan of the look of their weddings. And I have in my head how I want it to look, and I just don't really trust anybody else to make it look like I want it to.
Maybe I'm just snotty and stressed out, and I really don't want to be a "Bride-Zilla"...anyway.
I always thought eloping was a pretty darn good idea. Now I'm pretty darn convinced.