The wedding went wonderfully. It was the most perfect day Stewart and I could have had and it encompassed everything we wanted. We had this prety great party and got hitched at it.
We received two pieces of mail the other day that excited me unexpectedly. The first was our marriage certificate! Now we have a piece of paper to prove our commitment. The second was the electric bill. Our first piece of mail with the new name on it. The thrill was short lived.
Now, I'm ass-deep in paperwork trying to get the name changing rolling. For two. I don't mind filling out the forms. It's better that I do it anyway, being that my handwriting is mostly legible. What I am taking issue with is how many places want their own special copy of my marriage license. That is not one cheap piece of paper. At $10 a pop, for at least 5 different departments, by two...it's a bit pricey. It doesn't include banks or jobs either. Honestly, I'm disinclined to pay for any of them except for the social security office, considering I can use my license to get everything else. Except for Stewart's replacement passport.
Ef this beauracracy.
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