I hate going to the dentist.
I mean I really, really hate it. Maybe it's because I used to lie to my parents. "Yes, I brushed my teeth," I used to say.
Then they took me to the dentist. Six cavities later, everyone realized I hadn't really been brushing my teeth.
(In fact, I need to go to the dentist. If any of you Houstonites know a really, really good one, please let me know!)
Despite my aversion to the dentist, I do make myself go every 6-12 months. And I hate it.
But I get through it by challenging myself to project myself into the future. While I'm in the middle of the visit, I try to envision myself after the visit is over.
Seriously, as my teeth are getting scraped and prodded and poked, I think about how much better I will feel once I'm walking out of the office.
The truth is, my dentist visits aren't bad anymore because I actually do brush my teeth now (I even floss religiously). But, in the moment, I'm still overcome with anxiety and dread. To help myself get through it, I have to think about how differently I'll feel once it's all over.
Bear with me as I connect dental dread to wedding planning...I really do have a point coming up.
You see, there are all sorts of things that I felt anxiety about while planning my wedding. Silly things. Things that seemed to matter so much at the time, but in retrospect, they really weren't a big deal.
Like photo stamps. I really, really wanted photo stamps for our invitations. But they weren't in the budget, so we resisted. And you know what? I couldn't give a hoot about those photo stamps now that the wedding is over. (Don't get me wrong, they would have been a nice touch, but they weren't anything worth stressing about.)
There are other things, too. Like the food at our Welcome Picnic. I wanted to have the event professionally catered by a deli. It was the first official event of our wedding, and I wanted to give people a nice welcome. But again, it was out of our budget. A friend suggested that we do a make-your-own-sandwich bar instead. I wasn't too happy with that option, but we didn't have much choice.
And again--now that the wedding is over--I realize it didn't make or break the wedding. It was fine! People were so excited to reunite with each other and meet new people. It really didn't matter.
Regardless of what your budget is, you'll probably have to make some compromises. And before you let yourself get too worried or disappointed about those compromises, just project yourself into the future and ask yourself: How will I feel about this when I'm happily married to the love of my life?