After waffling, and waffling, and waffling some more over whether I wanted to DIY my flowers or hire a florist, I finally made a decision - we're hiring a florist. I got a quote from a very lovely (and very reasonably priced) florist and decided that before I agreed to go with her I wanted to check out how much it would cost to get the flowers from a wholesaler in the Flower Mart instead. Long story short, I got an email this morning from the wholesaler saying that he couldn't give me any price quote until about 2 weeks before the wedding since prices fluctuate so much, and that I'd need to give him a list of exactly what flowers I want and how many I want. But that's the part I need help with!!! Grrr.
After getting this not very helpful response from the wholesaler, I was ready to throw in the towel on this zany idea of DIYing my flowers. I texted the Mister to make sure we were on the same page, and then promptly emailed the florist saying that we wanted to book her services. There, it's done. A decision has been made and I cannot waffle anymore!
In all seriousness, though, I consider paying a little more money for a florist to be an investment in my sanity. I sat back and thought about how my time has a value to it and that once I consider all the time I would need to put in to researching what flowers I need to order and how many, what supplies I need and how to care for the flowers so they don't wilt before the wedding, not to mention the time driving to L.A. to get the flowers two days before the wedding, it just wasn't worth it. Plus, since we're not having many flowers to begin with it's not like the florist will break the bank (though we will go over budget slightly). I'm willing to sacrifice some money if it means I can get rid of my flower-related stress because it's ridiculous. I mean, c'mon, flowers are NOT supposed to be stressful, they're supposed to relieve stress!
Now I can go back to being a normal person who can enjoy flowers. I already emailed the florist my flower inspiration board and that's all she needs. I don't have to think about flowers one more time. I'll have a bouquet full of flowers I think are pretty, but have no idea what they're called, and that's fine with me.