jigg and I just celebrated our one year anniversary this past weekend. To commemorate this, I drew him a comic! We didn’t really do anything big because we’re throwing ourselves an awesome BBQ this coming Saturday.
I was stressing myself over the little details while planning this reception at the beginning. But in the past year, jigg taught me an important lesson, which is to put whatever I’m doing into perspective and ask myself: In ten years, will this matter? If the answer is no, there’s no point in stressing over it.
So I asked myself the following questions: In ten years, will anyone remember what the centerpieces look like? Still have kept their party favors? Care if there is one scented tealight candle per table instead of two? Admire how heavy the paper is for our invitations? Recognize what font is used? Know what the cover of the guest book looks like? My answers are no, no, no, no, no and no. Most people toss their invitations into the recycling bin and leave their favors at their table anyways. And no one sees the cover of your guest book because the thing is opened during the entire reception.
One year of marriage has taught me that it’s not about the fancy table decorations, scented candles, invitations printed on 120 lb cover specialty linen paper, or handmade guest books that showcase the couple. The important things are the couple, company, and booze.