If I’ve learned anything from planning my own wedding, it’s that you start to grow weary of many things.

I’m starting to get tired of planning and just want the Big Day to get here, like, now. Then people will stop asking me, “So, how’s the planning coming along?”, “Are you getting excited?”, “Do you have cold feet yet?”, etc., etc., etc. To which I always respond, “Pretty good,” “I am,” and “No.”

You grow weary of the details: Where to have the rehearsal dinner, where to have gift opening, what music to choose, what to wear to different pre and post-wedding functions.

As excited as I am to get married to the man I love, I’m tired of planning everything. Not that I don’t regret planning my own wedding. My secret (or not so secret) control freak nature wouldn’t let me have someone else do everything for me. I’ve been less of a bridezilla by not asking for help.

“I don’t know” has become a common answer to come out of my mouth. I don’t know where to have the rehearsal dinner. I don’t know where to open gifts. I don’t know what to wear for the rehearsal. I just don’t know.

I’m tired about worrying about the guest list. I’m worried about conflicting parties and relatives that don’t get along.

I do know that I want this wedding more than anything. I just wish I wasn’t growing so weary of planning it all. I need some reassurance that it’s going to be just fine.

What are/were your wedding woes?

Also – this post appears to be brought to you by the letter W. Alliteration for the win! Sorry for being such a Debbie Downer.