This afternoon we met with Fr. Carley for the second and last time regarding our marriage preparation duties. There was a form he needed to fill out - our names and addresses, parents' names, whether we'd been baptized, understood the commitment we're about to make, etc. - but all it all it was fairly innocuous. We were able to give him copies of our Engaged Encounter certificate, as well as copies of our baptism certificates and my confirmation certificate, all necessary for him to include in the packet he'll have to ship off to the priest at Saints Simon and Jude in Bethlehem. We still need to send a form off to a relative who's known us our entire lives and can vouch that there is not any known impediment to our marriage.
And then that's it. Once those forms have been signed and notarized (we're both simply asking our parents), we get the forms back and return the entire packet to Fr. Carley, who then ships it off to Sts. Simon & Jude. (It was thought it might be better if said packet was sent from one parish or diocese to another; we don't want to give the impression we would have tampered with anything, or give any reason to prohibit or delay the wedding. It's all about removing roadblocks, apparently.)
I think we were both looking for this to be much more complicated than it was, expecting to be met with more resistance or reasons that would have barred us from getting married. We probably (definitely) could have bypassed the Engaged Encounter if there had been some reason we would not have been able to make it (either financially or because of other reasons), but it was a small price to pay for being able to get married. Fr. Carley was really easy to work with, and it's a bit of a shame that both Ed and I now have this bitter taste in our mouths because of that weekend.