41
Days to go.
As
the invitations come in, and yay’s and no’s each get their own individual
reaction from my tag team partner and I, the reality of 9.24 becomes clearer
and clearer. It’s almost like wiping the fog off of a mirror, with the vision
and expectation for 9.24 now becoming clear. And as we begin to scratch those
from the list of 162 who aren’t coming, and even double scratch with an eye-roll
on those who aren’t coming for crazy reasons (you know who you are!), a lot of
the planning is now entering into the minor logistical phase. Who is walking
down the aisle where? What songs does the organist play? What is the format
order of the reception? What will my theme song be? Just kidding on the last
one. Well, sort of…
Yet,
the hard stuff is out of the way, and the minor, some would say, fun, things
are now on tap.
This
past weekend, my tag partner and I had the opportunity to attend my cousin’s
wedding, held in Long Island, NY. A beautiful wedding indeed, and one that we
would have had our antennas down for in another time in our life, yet, we sat there
like two Major League scouts watching a potential draft pick. We discussed
every nook and cranny, every format, and every decision they made for their special
day. We made mental notes on everything! And we did so not in a critical way, but in a “hey,
what about this?” sort of way.
After
all, with 41 days to go, and September coming up, this was our last time on the
other side.
And
after what was (once again) a beautiful wedding with great music, even better food,
and good people, 9.24 felt just a bit more real and a bit more clearer, as
everyone (including my cousin, the bride) told us that we’re next, and wishing
us an even better day (which was a very classy move) on our wedding day.
We’re
now on the home stretch. No more huge planning. No more scouting.
It’s
time to fine tune the details. Shape the vision into a reality. And time to officially
set the card for 9.24 (Yes, one more wrestling analogy).
In
41 days, we’ll be on the other side of wedding planning.
I
can’t wait.