I'm a Mrs. Now What?

What comes next?

Finally receive certificate of Marriage? Check.
Social Security name change? Check.
Update Licence? Ehh.. I have an 8 year one I forked over $70 for that won't expire for 6 more. Pass.
Update work information? I'll pass on that too.

Social Security Office was actually a breeze. I was technically finished in about 15-20 minutes including waiting in line to get in, waiting in line to check in, then waiting in line for a window. I watched other people fill the lobby I guess looking to obtain or replace a whole new one? Maybe?

I went prepared filling out the Application for Social Security Card form online. All the guy needed was the actual Marriage Certificate I brought and a valid ID. No parents socials, or signatures or anything like that. I found it kind of strange but didn't really question him. Maybe it was just to mail in.

I ended up running into an old friend doing security there and got overly excited. She was one of my favorite people to small talk with in the morning and was always so friendly. She remembered me first, and of course I remembered her. I feel like the other officers were just kinda all "What?..."

I guess Step 5 (Since I skipped 3 and 4) is DEERS/ID.

Then... am I done? With paperwork? At least til it comes time to living with him?
I feel like I am.

The After Effect

I think everything was delayed.

All the overwhelming emotions, all the extreme amounts of happiness that seem to leak from my eyes, its all delayed. It's just now sinking in that I'm married to the love of my life and when I really stop to think about it, I get a bit emotional. 

I knew we were married, but it felt like a Birthday more then anything. It came, it was awesome, but it was last week and doesn't really set in. People would ask "What's it like being married?" or "How do you feel now that you're married?" And I'd respond with "Uhh... what?" I'd think to myself "Am I supposed to feel different?" I still don't really feel different, but a different reality has come into view. 

My life, rather Our Life, is changed forever. In Our future we'll have Our house. Our mess. Our pots and pans and dishes and a bed that we'll call ours. Our taxes will now be filed Married - Separate/Joined and everything else about our current life will slowly phase out.

That's where the different feeling comes in. It's a good feeling.

He is my Husband.
I am his Wife.

I've never smiled as much as I did while seeing him stand at the other end of the aisle.

Now back to all these forms to still fill out. 

From Ms. to Mrs.

It's an exciting step!

I get the feeling, I should feel a change. Don't get me wrong, I'm completely excited! I think I'm just going off stereotypes that there should be a change or something.

The wedding was everything I thought it'd be. There were a couple family members missing in attendance, but the parents were there and I think that's what really mattered to the both of us. It was small, it was cute, it was a little chilly and it was moving. He teared up a little, but he denies it. I think I took more pictures with my cell phone then the photographer or anyone else took. I got a little bit over excited.

I also, for the first time practically ever, wore a light colored dress. I love my darker colors and I always had it envisioned if I ever was to get married, Black dress with purple as an accent color. All that was tossed aside. I'm glad I wore white. I'm glad my accent color was red. I'm glad I was able to match him. To an extent at least.

So yeah. This is us :3 

Myself and my Other Half. 

I'm a Mrs!

P.S. Thursday night through Friday evening I had a cough that turned into just a runny nose and cold symptoms were gone by Saturday. That in itself made me quite happy :)

Is Getting Married Always This Hard?

It's a question I asked myself multiple times the past couple weeks.

All those last minute details, all the finalization, and of course the major fun part of getting after everyone about what not to do or bring.

The countdown is at 5 days and I'm definitely more excited than scared. Since almost everything is in order minus a few small things, I can finally take a moment for myself. I'm still unsure about which shoes to pick though.

I had a moment this weekend where I broke down, from I'm guessing stress, but everything seemed to be wrong and falling apart at the last moment. Something... odd.. happened at my podiatrist, My face was breaking out, my hair cut was horrible, the shoes I planned to buy were out of stock minus 1 size 8 (I'm a 10-11) and they lost my dress while it was getting cleaned. I pretty much lost my cool and broke into tears. I wasn't prepared for this at all. I'm definitely not the emotional type, there's just somethin' about wedding planning that gets to me.

Ya know, I can't even say it's hard. Just confusing and some what hectic.

The (Original) Date Is Set!

The date we wanted so long ago, but thought might be unattainable, is finally set!

          For this month.

                       Next Week.

All the planning was completed in a single weekend and I'm pretty sure I can pull it off. I think we both gave up on the date and were planning for end of March before he goes off for more training. Then, very slowly but surely, he got word it was alright to keep the date, and get hitched on his 96.

I haven't lost all the weight I've wanted. Actually, probably not even close. With diet alone (No exercise) I dropped 8lbs in the first week (I think cutting out Cheese for me was the biggest thing). Started to throw in Insanity and started trickling down again. What matters to me now, is the dress I want fitting. There's always Plan B of Spanx/Corset undergarments.

I've been thinking about venues since he was down on 1 knee. I've bounced all over the south west from New Mexico to Nevada, Colorado to California, and even threw in Texas. With everything constantly changing, I looked at venues from outside parks, to tree houses to even the Zoo. I was actually quite fond of the zoo. Him, not so much. We came to an agreement in Fabulous Las Vegas.

Part of me thinks its a little bit stereotypical. Early 20s, running off on a weekend to Vegas  Never would have thought I'd be getting married this young. Well, for me it seems young. Thought falling in love wouldn't smack me in the face til I was in my late 20s. Maybe 30s. However, I've never felt more ready.

I'm stuffing in appointments left and right for everything from a Dermatologist to Podiatrist. From Dress fittings to Hair. I've slacked on exercising Monday and Tuesday from being so exhausted. I already regret it. I would say maybe the extra running around helps a bit, but I'm driving everywhere and most appointments are just sitting there.

What I've been having the "Most Fun" with is his ring. I've done quite a bit of research on that too given his Military Profession, mixed in with his current MOS. I've had my eye on one for quite some time but Someone won't give me their ring size. Rather, Someone keeps forgetting to find out. Although it is high on my list, my days are filled with so much random stuff I forget to remind him! Not to sound sexist, but I've yet to find a Male that's excellent at reminding their-selves on things, not related to hobbies.

I keep telling myself Always Flexible. Although I've accepted it, I  haven't had a full grasp on the concept. I really should learn to always expect the unexpected. Just in case.