Man, it has been a crazy couple of weeks! It all started when Mr. Lyndsy showed up a couple Fridays ago, instead of last Tuesday when I was expecting him. I didn’t peg him for the surprise type, since he hates them. Apparently it’s fine when he’s the one doing the surprising. It’s being on the receiving end that he hates so much.
The surprise didn’t go off as well as he’d planned, however. He expected that he’d be able to get an internet connection while flying through Madrid. He now shares my hatred of that airport (remind me to tell you the story about why it is that I have two passport stamps there on the same day when I never left the airport). He couldn’t get a connection so I didn’t hear from him. Since the end of November, I have talked to him at least once a day, usually in my morning/his afternoon. By 4pm local time, I was panicking. Driving in Qatar is pretty dangerous, so my first concern was that he’d gotten in an accident. I tried to get in touch with his parents, but didn’t get a response. One of his local friends didn’t respond either. His brother suggested that he might be out with his phone. Another friend of his from college suggested he may fly in and surprise me, but I was pretty sure that wasn’t the case.
My mom and I had been planning on seeing Jersey Boys that afternoon and I didn’t see any reason not to go. I figured that I could be miserable and scared in a movie theater just as well as I could at home. Not even an hour into the movie and Mr. Rodrigo calls! He acted like nothing was wrong and asked me where I was. I responded that I was at the movies with my mom.
“I’m at your house.”
Needless to say, my mom and I left the movies right away.
We had a calm few days waiting for our families to fly in, but once they got here things moved quickly. Our ceremony at the courthouse was a lot of fun. I think the people working at the clerk’s office really appreciated that we had some fun with it. I’m sure it’s not every day that someone gets married in a tutu!
We had a family party on the day we got married and a family and friends party on July 4th. The parties were a lot of fun and exactly what I wanted. They were relaxed and casual with great food. I got to see some people I haven’t seen in a long time. Given that I’m moving halfway around the world in a matter of days, it was really nice to catch up with so many people. We have some really generous friends and family and I am certain that our thank you cards won’t even come close to expressing our gratitude.
Our last guest left on Monday and it’s been nice having things back to normal, at least a little bit. This is actually the longest stretch of time Mr. Lyndsy and I have spent together and we’re both really pleased that we still want to be around each other.
I probably should have been packing some over the last few days and I’m not starting to panic a little bit about how much I have to get done over the next week. My appointment to renew my passport and change my name isn’t until the day before we take off, which makes me more than a little nervous. I still don’t have my social security card, so I can’t get a new driver’s license or change my name on my bank account. Kind of a bummer since I need a new debit card, but I guess I’ll have to just see what I can do.
Getting married is apparently a real pain in the ass, but it’s totally worth it.