Ok, so yesterday I went to the mall and I stopped by a store to window shop and noticed a serving set that would match our theme (black/white roaring 20's) plus I loved it. A little more than we wanted to pay, but it was on sale. I called my FI and told her about it and explained I didn't want to buy it without her there to look at. Her response was "why do we need it?" The store was a little crowded so I told her we'd talk later when I got home.
Once home, the conv continued to which she went on to state/ask "couldn't the bakery supply one with the cake, why spend that amount of money on something we're going to use once, I just don't see the point", etc. I explained to her that we'd keep it along with the toasting glasses and wedding album in our cabinet...to which she replied "toasting glasses, we need toasting glasses too?"
This conv has gone on for a while and I'm aggravated with her to say the least. I ask her how about we just forget about the china and silver settings and just use paper-plates and plastic cutlery, too. Of course, she replies, that is fine with her, she just wants to get married and doesn't care what we eat on.
That's when the words come out of my mouth uncensored "You know I love you, but right now I hate you." and I walk outside to work in one of the flower gardens. A few minutes go by and she came out and asked if I was really mad at her. I sat there and looked at her and shook my head no...because I wasn't. I was mad at myself, because I knew she was right. I told her I loved her and if she didn't go back inside I was going to spray her with the hosepipe.
Maybe I was mad at her a little - I need her to get on board and help and stop putting every detail on me and stop telling me to decide (I need help honey!).
Please tell me I'm not the only one to freak like this and totally snap. I know it's the stress - what were we thinking planning 2 weddings (Boston next month "our little elopement" and New Orleans next year "our big ceremony" we live in Nashville).