8.04.2005

Marry-go-round

I am not an organized person. This may be the understatement of the year, haha. My life is a whirlwind—a sort of organized chaos. I have pretty much always been this way. As a kid, my room was always a wreck. I needed help to clean it usually, and it never stayed clean for long. When I was left to my own devices to clean, I would hide the mess. In the toybox when I was really young. Under the bed or in the closet when I got older. Now as an adult, I don’t hide the mess, I put it in piles around the house. Piles of clean clothes, piles of dirty clothes. Piles of paid bills, piles of unpaid bills. Piles of unopened mail. Piles of schoolbooks, piles of unread magazines. Anyway, I think you get the point. I’m just not one of those “a place for everything and everything in its place” kind of a girl.

As a bride-to-be, you pretty much have to plan it all. So the planning got off to a great start. We asked (most of) our attendants to be in the wedding. Found a reception site, booked the church. Debated about the times for the ceremony and reception, but we worked that out. And that’s pretty much all we’ve done.

But, there’s a lot more to plan. Vows, rings, save-the-date cards, invitations, honeymoon, attire, music, flowers, dinner, photography, cake, favors, transportation, registry. And probably at least 3,782 other things that wouldn’t occur to me in a million years. I have no idea where to start. I mean seriously, I can’t even plan to get my laundry done.

Whenever I think of a wedding planner, I picture Martin Short as “Franz” in Father of the Bride. My Dad is pretty much a saint, but I don’t think he would be able to deal with some little freak telling him what to do. So no professionals. I guess I’m going to have to develop some sort of organizational skills. Maybe I need one of those books, an organizer that tells you exactly what you need to do and when it needs to be done. One thing is for sure—I need to do something to get my act together, or the wedding is going to be disastrous.

2 comments:

James' Mom said...

Liz,
You are really airring your dirty laundry here. All these years, I thought you were the organized person in the relationship! Now I turn on my computer to find I was wrong. Well, welcome to the club. James inherited those "procrastinate" genes from me.

Eve said...

Sweetie, there is no way your wedding will be disastrous. It will be fun because you will have all the people you love together...