It’s been a wild and wooly wedding week for yours portly and Dr. Fiancée.  Our closing on Monday went well, and I spent Tuesday morning visiting the DMV, the courthouse, and the city hall of our new town to get everything setup.  I was apparently so quick, the attorneys had not gotten the updated deed to the courthouse yet!

I also picked up our marriage license.  Dr. Fiancée and I applied for it on Monday, but South Carolina requires a twenty-four waiting period, I suppose to allow cooler heads (or shotguns) to prevail in the event of impulsive (or coerced) marriages.

The past few days—even the past few weeks!—have felt like a marathon of threading needles of time.  But it’s all coming together!

Now I’m just praying my tuxedo arrives at my local Men’s Wearhouse this afternoon, so I don’t have to make a special trip tomorrow.  If that’s the only snag in this wedding week, though, I’ll be very pleased!

Dr. Fiancée and I are super excited.  We’re also ready to disconnect for the honeymoon.

To that end, I’ll be running TPP’s Greatest Hits (or something like that) next week.  I’ll catch up on comments and such when we are back.

Just three days!  We’re so close!

—TPP