Fast forward to late Winter, early Spring when I had basically done nothing wedding planning related because the bride only booked me for 30 days out, I started to get a little discouraged. Was this really what I wanted to do? What if I really suck at it? What if I ruin someone's wedding day? Am I going to be able to figure out how to manage demanding brides?
All of those questions came into my mind on the regular and every single time I answered it with "I don't think I really want to do this" or "I just don't think I'm cut out to deal with brides".
Then last week came around and I started working with bride #1 for her wedding next month. I started working on her timeline, which to many people, sounds extremely boring. To me, it was exciting. I found myself wanting to work on it and perfect it constantly. I found myself excited to email the bride to find out what time she wanted to eat breakfast or what time she wanted to cut the cake. All such simple things, but I got such great joy out of putting her big day together for her.
Yesterday, I pretty much finalized her timeline and I thought to myself "I think I can do this. I think I could really enjoy this.". Now that doesn't mean that come the night of August 27th, that I'm going to be able to sleep a wink. No, that means I will spend that entire night thinking about the weekend ahead and all the work I'm going to have to do. And no, I'm not going to be thinking about it because it's going to hard or exhausting (it will be). I'm going to be thinking about it because I am so darn excited to see this plan put into motion, to realize that I really can do this and I might actually enjoy it.
Nonetheless, I'm simply so excited to be so excited. This always seemed like such a fun thing to be able to do for someone and I was so discouraged when I found myself thinking otherwise.
I know the day won't go perfectly, no wedding day does, but I'm hoping that my hard work preparing and perfecting it all will mean that as little will go wrong as possible (and anything that does it completely out of my control).
And if/when that does happen, I hope that I can begin a path to booking even more brides in the future. I don't foresee this ever being my full-time job. The thought of never having a free weekend to hang out with my husband doesn't sound as exciting, but maybe as a part-time gig, 10 weddings a year or something.
Who knows what will end up happening, but I am so happy to finally be able to say that I'm not dreading the end of August to come around. I'm going to be the best dang wedding planner Mount Ida Farm has ever seen ;)