As you read before, I wasn't having the best engagement week. It was full of disappointment, and fighting, going back and forth through people, no one talking directly to each other (you'll see why in a minute). It. was. horrible. Not really how I imagined my first week as an engaged lady would go. The main problem (I guess I didn't have too many problems, actually) was deciding on a date.
Since Valentine's Day was our day, Josh and I pretty much assumed we would be getting married on Valentine's Day 2010. (Which means I would be a married lady now! Obviously that's not how it ended or we wouldn't be here, and the date wouldn't be set for 8/14. Ok, go on with the rest of the story to find out the ending!) The problem was, our parents (mine, mainly) weren't too crazy about that decision. I'm not sure of their reasonings, but they wanted me to be done with school.
Josh and I had it all figured out. We were going to get married on V-Day, spend the night in a local hotel, I would go to school if I had to, if not, I'd stay out for a while, and we'd go on our honeymoon during my spring break in March.
My parents didn't want to hear it. They wanted me to wait, and pretty much refused us to get married then. There was lots of disagreements between me and my mom, and me and Josh. My mom and I would talk and kind of like the idea of one thing, then Josh and I would talk and wouldn't like it. It was very stressful. We wanted our day, but my mom kept suggesting new ones so we could have 2 days to celebrate.
I didn't want to do it 3 months after Valentine's Day-the next day would be my graduation. When I mentioned 6 months after, Josh wasn't sure because softball goes right up until that weekend, and could possibly be the week after (honeymoon week). We didn't want to wait until Valentine's Day 2011, which was my parent's suggestion. I also didn't want to do it on some random date (I did realize not long ago that I first saw him on 10/10/03, which would mean we could get married on 10/10/10 and it would be both cool and somewhat symbolic, but I thought about it within the last week, so it's a tad too late).
After a long talk with my mom, I told her I'd talk to Josh about August 14, 6 months after Valentine's Day. His concern was being done with softball (he's the coach for our church leagues). He didn't want to miss playoffs, and I don't blame him. I don't either. I told him the last few years that the season was done that week, and the only way we'd have to play during the wedding and honeymoon week was if we needed to reschedule because of the rain. We would just have to do it before, and tell them that we can't do it that weekend-half the team is either in the wedding or going to be guests at the wedding.
He agreed, and decided we could do August 14th. My parents were happy, but we weren't truly happy. We were excited to pick a date, one of the most important things to the both of us, and we didn't get what we wanted. We are happy with the date and that we'll get married, and everything just started working out when we picked August 14th.
How did you pick your date? Did you get the date you wanted?