As I slowly cross things off my checklist and gain a bit of confidence over this whole Wedding Planning Business, there is one thing that looms large on the horizon: our huge guest list. When we started out, I wanted a wedding of approximately 80 people. Although my hopes and dreams were soon given a reality check (each of David’s parents is the youngest of seven), I still held out some small hope that we’d get away with anywhere between 120 and 150 people. We sent out our save the dates about two weeks ago and figured that if everyone comes, and anyone out of college gets a plus one, we’re at 208 people. TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHT! I held my cool, mostly, with David, but have been slowly panicking ever since. I didn’t PLAN for an over-two-hundred wedding. Our lake house (while large) doesn’t have designated parking (note to self: email those neighbors about being able to use their lot to park in) and we didn’t sign any kind of insurance documentation.
- (source) at least it won’t be this crowded!
On top of this, David and I have been together just under two years. His entire family lives out of state and I’ve met approximately seven of them, and three were under the age of ten. My family is also mostly out-of-state but several of them do live within two hours of us. Our wedding is essentially going to be a huge getting-to-know-you-party. With alcohol. And a lake. Given the fact that our respective parents haven’t been in the room with each other for more than thirty-six hours and the ensuing awkwardness that accompanies that … well. It should be interesting!
It’s not that I’m not looking forward to meeting all of David’s family (and, of course, getting to see all of mine in one place for the first time since the last funeral), it’s just that the list of things that can grow wrong grows every time I think about it. Gulp. Thank goodness David has a steady head on his shoulders and is willing to talk me down off the ceiling!
Another problem is that we keep thinking of people we’d love to add to our list. Friends we’re getting closer with, some of David’s co-workers, other friends or cousins but it’s really just. not. feasible. We’ve also decided against doing an a-list, b-list thing because it’s really just not for us. It’s important (at least in my overwhelmed thinking) to make a decision and stick to it.
Suddenly trying to figure out the catering, the rentals, and what I want my bouquet to look like seem like surmountable tasks. In trying to find my pre-wedding zen I’m going forward with the idea that the save the dates are sent, the people who own the house won’t be there to see how many people we cram onto their lawn and it’s just too late to do anything about it. Deep breaths have also helped. After all, there’s no reason to panic until we start getting RSVPs right? Right?!