So it's 11/10/2011.
In less than 48 hours, I am going to be
married.
I am freaking out.
I mean, I've known that this day was on its way for a little over six months. It's not exactly catching me off guard or anything. But the fact that it's 100%-real-and-happening is almost too much to take in. I mean, seriously. I'm sitting at my kitchen table, trying to hack this post together, and I've got a man from Scotland in my shower. For those not in the know, Tim Max Power Morriss, my best man, is a bit of an import model. I literally met him in person for the first time a week ago today, but I've known him for over six years. We met on
InternetDJ, where he responded to a collab request. We quickly discovered that we had much more in common than music, and we developed a truly amazing friendship. And now he's here in the states, feeding me a steady diet of PG Tips and home-made bread with Marmite, and it's awesome and wonderful. We've played videogames and worked on music; we went to see Carl Cox live in Detroit last weekend; and we've just been doing everything we can to catch up on all of the 'bro-ing out' that we missed out on during high school.
This wedding represents all that I've been working towards for the last 3 years of my life. All I've wanted was to marry Caitlin, settle down, and to make a life for myself. And it's all coming together, and very nicely. But it's still pretty terrifying.
I mean, this is
real. Super-real. I'm never going to ever be able to be unmarried, now. No matter what happens, I will permanently be a part of Caitlin's family, and she a part of mine - for better or for worse. It's scary. This is the Real World. This is the "adult stuff" that I always thought of as 'happening in the distant future'. Well, it looks like the future is
now.
Tonight's my last night as a single man. It's also my last night of getting to hang out with Tim. The last week has just FLOWN by. I can't believe how quickly everything's happened. It's just a whole lot to take in at once. This time next week, I'll be getting back from the freaking BAHAMAS. And a week from Monday, I'll be going back to work as a married man, supporting a family.
Later on this afternoon, I'm going to be signing some papers regarding a
mortgage. That house we've been waiting to hear back on, the little two-bedroom ordeal in downtown Goodrich, a bike ride away from the coney? Yeah, if all goes well, we'll be closing on it in a month or so.
I've never been more scared in my entire life... but I've also never been more excited.
-K
