As of late last week, I now officially have a reason to call my guy Mister because he’s now my Mr! In other words, a few weeks ago we decided to move forth with this awesome life we have going here and add on an extra day to our already-planned Vegas work trip and get married. The conference in Vegas was last week therefore the wedding was last week and now we’re home, back at work, and I get the daily delight of hearing him call me his wife. It’s not the normal process of things, no, but it certainly worked well for us and we have no regrets.
So, married? How did that come about? Honestly, we weren’t even really engaged. I think Mister and I have known for years that we were it for each other. I’ve briefly mentioned before that he moved in with me after a one-way flight from St. Louis. That, too, wasn’t the normal way of things, but within weeks I knew I never wanted him to leave. Many years before we had a cheesy plan to be each others default marriage if we weren’t otherwise attached by the age of 30. I know. Then we decided to stop wasting time and try out the real dating thing, then the living together thing, then the moving thing, and the working together thing and the let’s get a puppy thing, so we’re really just a few years ahead of the game, I suppose!
Ever since our move here, the combining of the bank accounts, working together all day every day non-stop only ever talking about work forever and ever and still not killing each other, we became sure that marriage was our plan. When I explained to my family that we’d likely elope, or similar, I rationalized that our move was really our marriage. Spending all day and all night together successfully was our marriage. In our minds, judge us if you will, the marriage is just the paperwork to validate the work we’re already doing in our relationship. The rings are icing on the cake! I know that’s terribly contradictory to the wedding fever we’re all supposed to experience, but looking around at our work commitments, the effort and money and time required to run a small business, the time it takes to plan a wedding, we knew we didn’t want to wait. We decided better to be married now, as just the two of us, than wait a year to have the time and money for a huge production. Or even a small production. It was all too much.
So we found a sweet little ring on eBay and my wedding band on Etsy. Mister’s ring is from some tungstenringsftw.com type website with great pricing. I didn’t know that I wanted a wedding dress but didn’t know that I didn’t want one, so I found a dress that was reasonably priced, my size, could be delivered quickly, and generally fulfilled the requirements that I had in my head for what my wedding dress should look like. That narrowed the options down to oh, about two. So I bought the one I liked more and it was probably a size or two too big, because I refuse to admit that yes, I have lost weight since our move, but I liked it well enough and maybe we don’t all need the dream dress to marry our dream guy. I do not have a diamond and we did not have a proposal, Mister saw me in my wedding dress the day it arrived and we got ready together on our wedding day. There are no engagement pictures and the whopping five wedding pics came from my phone or Photobooth on my Macbook. We did take each step and make each selection as a team and hearing the word wife makes my heart soar, so what else can we really ask for in life? That’s all I need.
Our friends and family have reactions across the board. Some totally get it, they’re maybe even a bit relieved. They have their own situations going on and I don’t think any of us can deny that weddings, happy and fun as they may be, are work and require money. Others are bummed, but not suprised. Long before Mister arrived – many years ago – I warned them that I’d never have a wedding. Others don’t really get it, but they aren’t going to argue with us. It just doesn’t make sense to them. Most are just happy we’re married, by any means necessary. I think we’ll have a party or celebration later on down the road. We’ve discussed a one year renewal with the full production and a real honeymoon. We’ve discussed a small dinner in Mister’s hometown and another in my hometown. We’ll see what happens. For now though, yay! Married! Husband and wife and so much love!
I’m considering another post with the more specific of things: rings, dress, hair, ceremony, announcements, and more, since you and I here didn’t get the fun of planning and plotting over all those things for months on end. I can barely remember my own blog url these days though, so let’s just see where the week takes us, yes?