With the way holiday vacation schedules worked out in my department, I was able to take the entire week leading up to our wedding off from work. I had planned to be in the office right up to the day of our wedding, so having the whole week off was a happy surprise and a much appreciated luxury when the time came—especially when, four days before walking down the aisle, we still hadn’t procured a marriage license. Oops.
When it comes to government offices, I tend to prepare for the worst, so we arrived at the Manhattan city clerk’s office as early as possible on Monday morning. (Sidenote: did you know that you can get your marriage license in Manhattan even if you are getting married in Brooklyn? I did not. Thankfully there are people smarter than me on Facebook who saved us 30 extra minutes on the subway.) I also heeded the advice of some veteran brides and filled out the online marriage license form before showing up at the marriage bureau to speed up the processing time.
The City Clerk building and a hot dog cart in the background. Image via A Practical Wedding | Photo credit: JC Lemon Photography