Wedding errata :: Llama and Lamb :: Personal blog of Rachel and Stephen

Wedding errata

I asked the workers at the marriage license branch last week what the busiest time of the year for marriages is. They said it was this week, the week between Christmas and New Years. Maybe it’s the opposite of mutual funds distributions and you want to wait till the end of the year, so you can claim a dependent on your taxes, but most likely it’s something to do with the sentimentality and revelry of winter holiday season.

Recently, I’ve had a few people ask me what I thought about the wedding coming up, and I’ve said that I just want it to be over–which is true. I’d like it to just be over.

The problem is that it is a once in a lifetime event. I’ve often joked to Rachel that everyone should get married twice in their life, so they can feel that it’s alright not to have the perfect first wedding. Everyone has high expectations. At least, I do. So much work to do, and there are a lot of costs involved. . . I’m not stating that we shouldn’t have spent 100’s of hours doing work and spending 1000’s of dollars. We should have, since it is a once in a lifetime event. . . right?

There is a lot of materialism involved, also. There are the gifts, the decorating, and the expensive clothing (all for formality’s sake?), but that doesn’t mean we should stop celebrating Christmas , either, because it’s so commercial, but maybe that does mean we should use Christmas as an excuse to buy excessively for ourselves. I recently heard someone say they were going to go Christmas shopping and buy lots of stuff for themselves. OK, buy it, but don’t call it Christmas shopping.

Maybe, I shouldn’t call this the Rachel and Stephen blog, since Rachel never posts on it,
but I know blogging has the same–second wind–I’m going to change the world–feel that it does to me. It’s 1:00am right now, and I’ve been groggy for that last three hours, yet when I get back to my apartment I get a second wind and type away.

When I look back on my frustrated teenage/college make-myself-unselfish-self-improvement projects and my introspective angst in not being able to find the right girl, I know that marriage will bring more joy with the sacrifices that I will make and the amount of love that my wife and children will pour out on undeserving me, but that my angst will never go away. It’s in me to stay. It’s part of me, since I’m often content because I’m sad, but I better stop there, though, with the self-analysis, because I will become my “old self” once again, and I didn’t like that self, and if I realize that now, then I won’t like my current self, and if I don’t like my current self, then I won’t be able to provide for others as they need me.
Here’s to last week of singleness–as if that ever existed after you meet the right person!

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