Hello everyone, remember me? I got married just shy of a year ago then pretty much went into hiding. Well, I’m back and I feel as though I owe you all an explanation.
I’m not one to make excuses, but when you and your future spouse both lose your jobs less than two months out from your wedding it kind of puts a damper on the whole experience.
Instead of being excited and looking forward to the wedding, I felt depressed and guilty for spending so much on one day. I was the one who wanted all the pomp and circumstance, not him. Yes, we did agree on the budget, but I felt solely responsible for the situation we now found ourselves in. All that money could have gone to savings and would have covered a few more months’ worth of bills while we searched for work. All that money would have also prevented my husband from deploying a mere five weeks after we tied the knot.
Hive it really sucked, even more so than his first deployment. The conditions and the environment he was in made communication extremely difficult. Forget Skype or Face Time, two two-minute, static-ridden phone calls a month were all we had. And when I got the pictures from our photographer, looking at them only made my guilt worse. I couldn’t help but think “this” was the reason he wound up in a Mad Max wasteland.
By no means is the post one big pity party. Mr. Macarons and I did eventually find new (and better) jobs. We’ve moved, we went on an amazing vacation/belated-moon, and we have generally spent the last six months catching up on being “newlyweds.”
On Monday, we’ll celebrate with a glass of champagne and some year-old cake, and watch our full length wedding film for the very first time. He’s excited since the day went by in a flash, and I’m excited because it’s been sitting on our dining table for two weeks, begging to be watched.
And to get YOU excited about what’s to come, here’s a little something: