How can two years feel like forever and no time at all?
Today is my two year wedding anniversary! The time has absolutely flown by, but it also seems like I’ve never not been married. Our story so far is pretty short, but I’m going to share it anyway.
We met on September 12, 2010 and married on September 12, 2012. I wanted to hold out for 10/11/12, but apparently remembering two dates was out of the question for someone. I was proposed to via text message, and we were engaged for 7 weeks. The picture above is from my birthday about 7 months after we started dating and two months into living together. Marshall had just accidentally shaved my head. I married him anyway.
This is from our first dating anniversary. We had the bright idea to go camping, though I’m not what anyone would call “outdoors-y”. We spent way too much on all the gear and only lasted one night because Big Sur in September is freezing. We got married on our second dating anniversary, and for our (second) first anniversary, we went to the little Dutch town of Solvang – about halfway between Santa Maria and Santa Barbara. We forgot to take pictures.
We met at a stoplight. We were both blasting MMMBOP and looked over at each other. It was basically love at first sight. We pulled into a parking lot, went for coffee, and the rest is history.
Okay, none of that is true. We met on an online dating site, but Marshall thinks that’s too embarrassing. I made up a new, even more embarrassing story to use instead.
I don’t have advice or answers or anything. Everyone is different and everyone’s relationships are going to be different. We basically eloped and it was completely unromantic and we only have like, 7 wedding photos and one time I wore my wedding dress to work because I really needed to do laundry. I have yet to wear my shoes again, but they the third most expensive part of the wedding.
Okay, I lied again. I totally do have some advice. IF you will not regret it and especially IF you don’t have friends/family close to you – physically or emotionally – I completely recommend eloping. It was just us, our dog, my mother-in-law, her dog, and the Justice of the Peace at the Justice of the Peace’s house. His parent’s wedding photo is the focal point of our 7 wedding photos and it’s totally creepy, but it was right for us. My only regret is that we didn’t take more photos, and eventually I would like to get a photographer and take some nice pictures – especially without the stress/nerves of it being my wedding day.
Anyway, if two years feels so long and so short, I can’t even imagine what 10-25-50 years is like. I’m not a person who gushes about relationship things, so this is not the outpouring of love I had hoped to write (especially since we’ve had like three fights since I started writing this and it keeps turning into NEVER GET MARRIED).
In conclusion, I am not actually a giant and happy two years, babycat!