All-hands meeting at work- check Reply to product manager's email about 2.2.1 release- check
- Buy tool steel - ppd to Saturday
Return K's movie to Fry's- check Get new Micro-SD card before rebate expires- check Get married- check
Yes, for those of you who don't read the authoritative source about what goes on in my life, K and I got married yesterday. We formally got engaged on Thanksgiving in London, and had originally planned to get married just after the new year, but we couldn't decide how we wanted to do it, and our requirements kept shrinking until we decided that a simple courthouse ceremony was all we wanted. So we were married by a Gwinnett County magistrate yesterday afternoon. The ceremony was short and simple, and we got congratulations from the two or three other people in the courtroom, which was enough.
Neither K nor I have a particularly romantic view of marriage, and we don't intend our relationship to change much; we got married largely for practical considerations like taxes and health insurance. Nevertheless, I'm guardedly happy, which is about the best you'll ever get from me.
The strangest thing is the vague air of unreality about it all. I think it's because so few people know. I basically don't share my feelings with anyone anymore, except maybe K and (rarely) a few friends. I don't plan on telling my coworkers, unless they see the ring and ask, because I just don't like to expose my life to them. We don't really know anyone in Atlanta, and I don't talk to anyone much online anymore; I haven't even told my siblings yet. If a couple gets married in a forest and there's no one around to hear, does it make a sound?
I don't see this reticence of mine changing any time soon; it's just a part of who I am. I'm not going to hide the fact that I'm married, though, and I promise to K that I will always try to let her in, even if she's the only one.