So, just when I thought we were getting things settled, another venue has jumped into the running.
Seriously, guys? I mean. It’s nice to have options, but it was so much simpler when there was only one venue I liked.
 After three months of planning, with only four months to go, it is utterly killing me that we don’t have the major details nailed down.
 Only four months out, it’s unlikely that a venue will fill a Sunday night slot. Such being the case, venues are willing to chop literally thousands off of their normal fees for us. Because a budget wedding is better than no wedding at all.
 Moral of the story: You can wait til the last minute for the major decisions and get a great deal if you pick a wedding “off” night.
 I still would rather have this stuff figured out than save the ton of money.
So, option B is a newish venue but it’s in Center City… bringing us back to the original dream. (remember?) It also has a sort of artsy vibe that totally suits Fiance and me.
Oh, the decisions. The agony.