Party in Seattle

Last night Bradley and I had a very, very long talk. This talk was about the wedding budget. You see, Bradley and I set a budget the day after we got married. We decided that if we went over X amount, we would talk about it. About two months after we got engaged, I told Bradley that we would be going over X, but would stay under Y. He nodded and continued playing spaceships online. Several weeks later, I told him I wanted a $1,500 wedding band, which was outside of the Y budget and he said OK. It appeared that Bradley was cool with whatever money I wanted to spend, so I figured we would both be super into piling money into our savings. I'm sure you see where this is going. When our savings account began to sputter and stop growing, I got super anxious and Bradley couldn't figure out why.

Last week Bradley sent me a spreadsheet with what he thought the budget would be. I laughed out loud when I saw it and directed him to the budget with which I have been working. He was shocked by how much it had increased. So last night we had a phone date wherein we went through every item on our wedding budget and cut what we could. Sadly, even after all of these cuts, we were still $10,000 over budget X (which is what we were trying to get to). So we had to make a horrible decision. We decided to cancel the Reception in Seattle, thereby cutting $6,000 from our budget, getting us under the budget Y number.

I am devistated by this. I was so excited about this party! The venue we chose is super cute, we were going to do a brunch and I was all set with decorations and ideas for favors and themes and the whole nine. It was going to be so cute! I know that cutting it is the right decision and that, one year from now, I will be happier when I'm not looking at this on my credit card statement. But right now I am so sad and so let down, I don't know what to do. I had horrible dreams last night about how great it would have been (because my subconscious hates me). I'm not sure how to make it better. I'm just sad. I feel like a 5-year-old who's birthday party has been canceled because she's sick. *sigh* Why can't it be a year from now already?