The other day, DG called me after reading my last post. She wanted to know what any potential downsides there were to getting legally married. I didn't have a great answer (and still don't). Besides, I was walking out of the house to drive to Harrisburg to pick up the hubby from his interview when she called, and I was carrying his 'surprise', which was envelope with a DC marriage license form filled out.
That's right, we're planning on going ahead with it. One down side, though. Apparently, someone official has to preside over a ceremony. And the DC court will do it for free. Sure its not the renegade stairs of the Lincoln Memorial like I wanted, or the renegade Jefferson Memorial Rotunda like hubby wanted. Big deal. The actual downside? 8-10 week waiting list. Apparently, we aren't the only fags desperate to get hitched.
What does that mean? It means I need to go to DC, and turn in the marriage license application. Then come back five business days later to pick up our marriage license. Which, I've now learned does NOT mean that we are married. Then, we have to come back to do the super-short version of a wedding ala Spaceballs at some unspecified point in the future.
Again, still have to wait on other stuff, but it seems like things are progressing. All I know is that I'm positively blissed (except for being bored out of my mind) For the record, this is Day One of seven. I'm going to go crazy. I just know it.
I can no longer continue to give excuses...its time to enter the real world. That doesn't mean that I have to go quietly.
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