Turns out, it was completely unnecessary.
The whole day went smoother than I ever could have imagined, and I learned that at least one “warning” we received was true: the whole celebration simply flew by.
The ceremony went so quickly that I didn’t know why I had ever worried about its length in the first place.
And the reception was the party we’d hoped it would be and more. With the exception of dinner, the dance floor was never empty, and the energy level was incredible.
Leading up to the wedding, friends told us…
…the whole day will be a blur. And it was.
…only you will know if something doesn’t go according to plan. True.
…make sure you get a chance to see the ballroom before the reception starts. So we did.
…take a minute to be together alone between the ceremony and the reception. So we did that as well.
…you won’t get to eat, so don’t expect to. Surprise! You should have seen the way we scarfed down our salmon. (The cake I ate standing up, partly because someone took my chair, but also because sitting to eat would have taken too much time out of my dancing.)
Before we knew it the DJ (who was amazing!) was calling everyone out onto the floor for the last dance, and the hotel staff was clearing off the tables.
So, naturally, we hopped across the lobby for an after party at the hotel bar, and stayed until well after the bartenders left.
There’s another pearl of wisdom that rang true: the adrenaline rush. Normally I’d be exhausted staying out until 3am. But not this time.
This time, it worked.
This time, everything worked absolutely perfectly.
*Photo credits: Facebook friends.