Mr. Goodlaff and I are in the thick of it now. Almost a year ago when we got engaged and started this whole planning process, the wedding was a ways away; we knew we were planning an actual wedding, but with the date so far off, it seemed more like I was playing "wedding planning" than actually doing it. Not anymore!
Now it's becoming very real. We're so close now, and it's like being only a few miles away from finishing a marathon--there's still a long way to go, but looking back: we've come a long way, baby. A few months ago, we were able to just set aside projects for "later." Now, we're running out of "later" and more things have to be done RIGHT NOW (yikes!).
Our dining room table has been taken over by wedding projects: bridesmaids gifts, cake plates, the makings of my money-made toss bouquet, the start of my wedding necklace, all the pieces needed to make our invitations. I suppose it's a good thing that we happened to have a seven-foot piece of plywood laying around to throw on top of the table; we tossed a tablecloth on it to make it pretty, and our new "banquet table" has become our latest crap catch-all/craft station (we eat on the couch--sad, I know).
But even with all this chaos, I can see it coming together. All our plans and work and ideas are really starting to take shape, and it feels like all this work and all these plans are really starting to pay off--theory is finally becoming practice. The planning process can get so overwhelming sometimes, but taking a step back and looking at the awesomeness that's headed our way helps calm me down a little bit. The next few months will be a total whirlwind, and I can't wait. Our guests are making the effort to come and celebrate this moment with us, which is both humbling and a complete honor. I can't wait to marry Mr. Goodlaff in front of all of my family and friends; I will get to see so many people that I rarely, if ever, get to see, and I'm beyond excited!
When I think about that and all of the special touches we're putting into our wedding, it makes all of the insanity worth it. Plus, when it's all over, Mr. Goodlaff's going to be stuck with me forever (and maybe then we'll have a normal-sized dining room table free of crap? Eh, probably not...).
When did you start to feel the planning process pay off?