turning into a bridezilla

i promised myself that I wouldn't turn into a bride nightmare and get stressed out. I thought I was quite a chilled out person (well people often tell me that) so I didn't really foresee too many problems..... apparently not.....

I had always imagined getting married in a church, not because of the religion thing but simply because thats "what you do"... but with paul and I this causes a bit of a problem. This issue came up on our holiday when we were having a "hypothetical" conversation and Paul confirmed that, being a catholic, he would not really feel comfortable getting married in a Church of England church. I have to admit I was a bit stunned, not having really given this much thought (stupidly), however on reflection I could understand his point. However my equal point was that I didn't really want to get married in a catholic church, mainly for the key fact that I wasn't a catholic, but also( if I am being completely frank here, and in danger of coming across seriously shallow) I believe that us C of E people nicked all the nice churches in the restoration....

so civil ceremony it is to be.... I got my head around it pretty quickly - I do think that I'm a pretty reasonable person and can amend my plans ok if necessary.
So, we get home, he asks me to marry him and we're good to go...

after a fair bit of internet searching and treking round places we seem to have found a venue - I knew it when I came out with a big grin, plus have a possible date.

then comes the problem.

I come home last night and Paul tells me that the only time a registrar can make on that day is 4pm. The only other option is another saturday about a month later at 12 noon (which we can't be 100% sure the reception venue is free until monday although it was free when we spoke to them a week ago).This is not what I have imagined.


So I cry, then a cry a bit more cos I'm mad at myself for crying about something so pathetic and I'm worried that I;m going to spend the next 6 months crying over stupid things and turn into one of those brides-to-be that cause men to be put off asking their girlfriends to marry them.

Anyway, today I think it through calmly, consider the pros and cons with my friends about weddings that start at noon (too long, loads of hanging around, but at least you get a good day for your money) vs weddings that start at 4pm (late so less time but no hanging around). I come home to tell paul I'm ok with the 4pm start, and he says he's ocme to believe that a 12 Noon start would be fine. aaaaargh. this is all too much hard work!!!!!!

at least we agree on the honeymoon............