Tomorrow, at 5:01 PM, I start my last weekend as a single man. Since I base my entire life around what I've seen in movies, I look forward to losing the wedding rings, getting deported, and killing a hooker (on accident). Unfortunately for everyone but the hooker, that's not the way it's going to go down. In true CWMP fashion, I'm going to buy some barstools and then find and deface the appropriate toy for my Halloween prop.
My life has been dominated by the wedding for the past several weeks. Originally, I was thinking, "Oh man, all of my friends and family are coming out to this thing so it better be great." And now that I've put a lot of work into it, I no longer worry about making a great event for friends and family. Friends and family, if you're at the wedding and you're not just tickled pink, shut the hell up. If anyone needs to enjoy this wedding, it's the people who put all of the work into it. In fact, if you're just showing up to the wedding and someone who's actually been workng on the wedding asks you to change their oil or give them a haircut or mulch something, just do it. We've earned it.
In terms of the actual marriage itself, I'm not that anxious. In fact, if there were a witchdoctor going door-to-door giving out free weddings, I'd sign us up and make this thing happen ASAP. For me, moving in together was a lot more terrifying than getting married. The idea of sharing all of my space and all of my time with someone was a little daunting. Once we got that part done though, marriage wasn't so bad at all. We just keep doing what we're doing AND people give us presents AND we save money on taxes? Let us wed!
Posted by Cody at October 23, 2008 9:48 PM