There was one thing we knew for certain: we absolutely were not going to be that couple that went into extreme debt or had their parents dip into their retirement savings in order to foot the bill for one extravagant day.
I volunteered weekly in a church’s soup kitchen, serving meals to adults who slept in their cars or in the woods. That night, I scraped plate after plate of expensive seafood into black garbage bags.
Quick, tell me: how much does the average wedding in the United States cost? $25,000? $30,000?
We began the serious work of folding napkins into fans, polishing the silverware, setting the tables, looking for a lighter, discussing who might have a lighter, checking the smoking hut for someone with a lighter, and lighting the candles.
We ended up getting married late at night because the officiant couldn’t get there any earlier — but that turned out to be perfect because it cut down on lingering tourists.
It was lunchtime. We finally said, “Eff it,” and went to Ruby Tuesday. I think his mom paid.
My parents were never good with money. What they taught me about finances, they taught me by showing me what not to do. So it was no surprise that my parents didn’t have anything saved for my wedding.
Romance is fine and good but how much money are we talking about?
It was time to have the talk — the one where I found out if my mom had any money set aside for our weddings and what implications that might have on planning a wedding in the future.