So, everything had been decided, I was headed out of the Army door.  I have to tell you, when it comes time to clear an installation, being on terminal leave is the way to go!  If I didn't feel like doing anything, I didn't really have to as I had plenty of time.  Getting married, on the other hand was quite a rush job.  We had been working on the paperwork for a while, but didn't think there was a big hurry, until it was decided that I would be leaving the Army.  Getting married here for a servicemember involves an incredible amount of paperwork from both governments, and the military.  I knew this, as I had been through the process once before, but it was still frustrating knowing there was a time crunch.
     We somehow managed to get all of our paperwork finished, and headed up to Seoul to go first to Yongsan Garrison to make sure the paperwork went through JAG cleanly, then to Seoul City Hall where we would report the marriage to the ROK government, then on to the U.S. Embassy to report the marriage to the U.S. government.  Not too bad, right?  WRONG!!  We ran into our first "complication" at JAG.  This little fruitbat wanted me to retype one of our documents.  I patiently (yeah, right!) explained that we were far far away from any word processing equipment that I had access to.  He lent me one of his terminals, and let me go to work.  After this the papers went a step further up the JAG ladder.  Then the Korean in charge of the marriage side of the JAG house noticed that there was no copy of Chong Mi's divorce decree.   He recommended that we simply go home, get the document, and come back later.  I very nearly flipped.  I started explaining calmly (ok, sort of) how far away home was, and that this was the Tuesday before I ETS'd on Saturday.  After this he made the recommendation (to Chong Mi) that I should step outside and have a smoke, or something.  I took his advice figuring the two Koreans could settle this while I simmered.  Somehow they came to an agreement which did not involve me causing any physical destruction, nor heading home to retrieve a silly piece of paper.
     We ended up waiting for a guy we had paid to ensure the paperwork was complete to fax the JAG office his copy of her divorce decree.  I had some very uncivilized thoughts directed towards him that day, but for some reason Chong Mi would not give me the phone.  We met up with Chong Mi's sister and her husband for lunch at the Navy Club, then left K with them for our trek to City Hall and the Embassy.  K was upset, even after we explained that there was no ceremony, just stamping some papers and handing out more cash.  In hindsight, I see no reason for her not to have gone with us, but of course that can't be changed.
        We had no problems at City Hall, and made it to the Embassy just in time.  They have a habit of keeping unusually short hours, but if you get in before their closing time they will take care of everyone waiting before closing up.  Yeah!  We made it!  We were married on 14 Mar 2000.  We went to my sister-in-law's home to pick up K, then headed back home.  K was excited, she kept asking if she could change her last name.  Well, that took longer than I expected, but she shares my last name now, and all of us Hanja's are proud to call her family.