Yesterday, FI and I went to check out an open house at a venue we found online. It was so beautiful I almost cried... so much more than I expected in my wildest dreams. There was nothing I didn't love.
I already knew the cost of the venue (they have it on their website) and I know the average cost of a wedding in our area, so I wasn't surprised by any of the numbers we came across yesterday. A few things were actually more affordable than I expected.
So I can't explain it, but at some point yesterday, it really hit me how much money a wedding costs. I think it had something to do with seeing the venue rental times written down and realizing that that six hours you get on Saturday night is only slightly longer than the amount of time FI and I spent in the car, driving to Austin and back, to go see it.
Also, we were lucky enough to see the ceremony site still decorated from a wedding the previous evening, but we also saw them start to take everything down, and I thought "those flowers weren't even there for 24 hours".
In short, I'm feeling weird. It's not about being able to afford it or not -- we already know that we can. It's just about not being sure if it's even worth it to spend money I could use buying a new car or putting a down payment on a house (or something else a little more permanent) for a party that lasts one day.
I've tried telling myself that it's a "once in a lifetime thing" and that I'm paying for the memories moreso than the actual day, but I still can't shake this feeling.
Did anybody else struggle with feeling like this? How did you reconcile it?