The next hurdle of planning a wedding is of course, money. Yes, we live in London and no, we don’t have any money. But now is certainly high-time to figure out how we will pay for our big day. We got given a ‘Wedding Fund’ pot as an engagement present. The type that doesn’t allow you to take the money back unless you smash it to pieces. Subsequently, this means we subject each other to regular ‘spot checks’. i.e. empty your wallet/purse and give up all your change. Although I rarely have change, when I do I now find myself concealing it. I love having change. Dan recently hovered my three pound coins he pulled out of my purse over the pot and said if I don’t have a reasonable excuse to keep them, say goodbye. We make sure we only put notes and gold coins in the pot as the size determines it will only serve as petty cash for the big day.
I was a rather hormonal mess the other week, given that I started tearing up in front of Dan asking if this is all just a farce and how can we possibly spend all this money on just one day. Hats off to him, he handled me pretty well. When questioned as to what he thinks, he simply put, ‘Why shouldn’t we? This is the biggest day of our lives, and it is there so we can celebrate our love with all our closest friends and family’.
I was worried that we are becoming part of a huge industry which churns out married couples by the bucket-load. To which he said, ‘an industry which allows us to get married in the best way possible, whichever way we choose. This day is about us, and we can do it exactly how we want to.’