We found a place for the wedding and set a date (kinda). I'm flipping out. →[More:]We are getting married
here, in the courtyard of a historic hotel. I've been there many times for its restaurants since I was a child, and stayed there a few times. So it's really a sentimental choice for me. This place is
extravagant in words I can't describe, and it's a little beyond our budget, but we can save money on other things, like invites. We need to scrape up the (hefty) deposit soon or we'll lose our preferred date.
About a zillion things are going through my head. Stupid things, like the fact that there are two 4 year old girls in the family, and will one parent be offended if I pick the other for a flower girl? And more substantial things, like the fact the officiant has almost no wedding experience (my uncle is a newly elected judge), so we have to tell him exactly what we want (and figure that out!), as opposed to having a seasoned clergy member for a guide.
I tend to be an anxious person anyway, and I don't want to turn into Bridezilla, but I see how easily that can happen. It's almost like a change in brain chemistry - WE ARE DOING IT MY WAY AND DON'T GET IN MY WAY. It will be alright though, won't it?