When we originally started planning the wedding, we thought we would have approximately 150 guests. It’s a good number. Not too big, not too small. On this snowy, icy, blustery, craptastic day I am working on the guest list. It is up to 259. Um, seriously? This cannot be right. The good thing is, there are quite a few people on there that we don’t even know, and the fiance’s mom has already said it will be no problem to cut her list of friends and co-workers down. I am very anxious for her revised list, because this is stressing me out big time. We budgeted for 150, and things were already getting tight. It’s not that I don’t want to have a big wedding (though it really doesn’t matter to me either way), I just don’t want to go broke in the process.
I would have been perfectly happy with a small destination wedding on a tropical island, but I had to keep in mind family members that would not be able to make it, like our grandmas, who are very important to us. In the end, I am glad we will be able to celebrate with all of our family and friends that mean so much to us, but man is it stressful. I can’t wait until everything is done and the day is here, and I get to start my life with my new husband!