When my wife and I were planning our wedding 13 years ago we reached the point where it started to get hairy. You know what I mean…where is so and so going to sit, what color will the linens be, who will do the toast at the reception, etc, etc, etc.
I will give you the very short version of the ending – the planning process started to involve way too many people and quickly spiraled out of control. I remember to this day sitting on the couch in our apartment (yes, we lived in sin!) and saying to my fiance at the time, still my wife to this day the following:
Do you want to get the heck out of here and elope to New Orleans?
The answer was an enthusiastic YES.
And so we did. That was back in 1995.