Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Jumping on the Bandwagon...

For as long as I can remember, I have always been adamant that I would never get married. It seems as if everyone my age is in some big rush to tie the knot and start their 'happily ever-after'. Not that I don't wish all of these love-sick puppies well, I just think it's silly personally.

Having a girlfriend who writes for a bridal magazine doesn't help much either. It's like everywhere I turn, I come face to face with the dreaded 'M' word. Being confronted with happy people makes me re-evaluate my feelings on the marriage topic. Lately, I have begun to think of what my life will be like years from now. Although I have goals that consist of being financially stable and happy in my career, I would also like to be happy in my personal life. And my current mood is telling me that I would be happy with a husband and a family.

Don't get me wrong, George is clearly a lifelong companion. However, the likelihood of him raising a family is slim to none. He poops in a box for goodness sake!

My recent change of heart on the marriage idea has led me to fret over a new problem: WHERE AM I GOING TO FIND A HUSBAND? Don't get me wrong, I am by no means out on the prowl interviewing potential candidates, but the idea has crossed my mind a time or two. I have just started to wonder how people meet each other outside of the college experience. If you think about it, in college you meet people of the opposite sex at bars (usually when you are under the influence). My friend, alcohol, is the perfect ice-breaker. Once you're out of college it isn't very appropriate to dance on the fireplace of Klondike (not that I have ever done that Mom).

But in all seriousness, fretting over my imaginary wedding has become an everyday issue. For those of you who know me, you know that I have never been very good with relationships, per se. I seem to jump into things without thinking and only once I'm in a situation do I begin to think things through (ME? NO WAY)! I suppose this is yet another hurdle to overcome in life. Growing up. I guess I will just have to sit back and let nature run it's course. Cross the 'marriage' bridge when I get to it (if I ever do). Maybe I am destined to be a cat lady, which would mean I need to start stacking up on my collection.....

In all honesty, I just want to be able to think of someone when I hear a sappy love song. And the song I simply can't get enough of during my 'wanttobeinloveandgetmarried' phase is 'Never Gonna Leave This Bed' by Maroon 5 (love). Until I find you Mr. Right, I'll be listening to this song on repeat.

1 comment:

  1. Mr. Right will come along at just the time. Don't you worry.