I'm engaged! YAY! And it's not so much the fact that I am engaged that I'm excited about, but the idea that Alex and I are making the commitment to get ready to spend the rest of our lives together. (The wedding ceremony is the true commitment). Now comes the next step...planning the wedding.
I am not a planner. For example, my lesson plan book (I'm a teacher) is filled out post-lesson, usually a week or two later. I'm constantly having to remember what I did rather than think of what I'm going to do. Another example, on a trip to Indiana to visit with Alex's parents, he informed me of some events we would be doing and the weather so I would know what to pack, when we would have to leave the house to go to the airport, and when we would be getting back. I did not know anything else, nor was in charge of anything except my own suitcase. It was quite relaxing and didn't bother me in the least that the decisions were left to someone else.
Some of this lack of planning is due to my ability to be extremely flexible. You can't plan for life so why not enjoy it as it comes along. There's also the aspect of decision making. Planning involves making a lot of decisions and I make a great deal of decisions everyday as a teacher. It's a little daunting and overwhelming to add even more to my plate.
Needless to say, when it comes to planning the wedding, I'm definitely dragging my heals. It's not because I'm getting cold feet or that I'm hesitant about marrying Alex, which for some reason people have thought. It's because I don't like planning!
My mom gets it. She joked that if I could walk into the room, put on the dress she's put in the closet, and walk outside down the aisle I would be perfectly happy.