since we got engaged.
We originally talked about getting married September 2013, which I was very excited about until people [who actually now something about wedding planning] started to tell me I was going to have to start making quick decisions.
No big deal I hear you say... but making decisions is like physical torture for me.
It's not the big decisions about life changing moments that foil me, like who I will spend the rest of my life with [I know Dave is THE ONE, he is my soul mate and my best buddy] its the comparatively little decisions like which dressing table is the perfect solution for that specific space, budget and storage requirements.
I can't mentally commit to a decision until I have researched all the available alternatives, and satisfied myself that one option, above all others, fits the brief [I am also good a creating impossible briefs].
I am sure this mental torture has a lot to do with my training as a designer, where this kind of obsessive diligence pays dividends, but in day to day life it turns supposedly fun decisions in to overwhelming tasks.
Knowing the above, I still attempted to see if September 2013 was possible, but I found myself in decision-making paralysis due to the time constraints, so I had a few small break downs [see below] and then packed it in.
I've had about a month off wedding planning now and I feel rejuvenated and I am now excited again.
The turning point was that Dave and I stopped into a jewellers last weekend, just for fun, to look at wedding rings... and now I just want that ring and to be Mrs G as soon as possible.
A little break from all the hype and genuinely well meant advice from friends and family, and a bit of time alone with my fella made it crystal clear to me that all that matters is that I end up Mrs G... so now that is all I am planning.
I'll keep you posted...
