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We are going to elope.
We spent this past weekend looking at prices, bickering a little, stressing a lot, and joking about eloping.
But we really are going to do it.
It started on Wednesday when we drove up to Midway, Utah to look at a group campsite called the Chalet at Wasatch Mountain State Park. It was beautiful and we were excited about it, thinking we had finally found the place where we wanted the whole thing to go down. But then we started talking about renting chairs, and tables, and a tent. And what about linens and all these other minute details? Decorations, and food, and wine vs. beer and cider and pies and all of this other stuff.
They don’t really matter.
What matters is us. That we can go and do the real thing. That our marriage will be real somewhere.
And then we can think about partying afterwards.
You may remember that our plan was to have a commitment ceremony/send off, then honeymoon and do the real thing in Canada afterwards. Almost an entire year from now. The beauty of eloping is that we don’t have to worry about colors, or lines, or getting someone to officiate, or writing up a ceremony or any of that. We can stop saving and worrying and planning for what really amounts to a show.
We can just be married.
I can still wear my dress. :)
And that’s all we need.