Wedding Bells Are Ringing – head for the hills!
May 5, 2011 in Uncategorized
All around me wedding bells are ringing … and they sure as hell aren’t mine!
Apparently the ripe old age of 25 onwards is marrying age. No one told me … and even if they had I would have chosen to ignore them anyway. All around me people are popping the question and saying goodbye to their beloved single 20s. The long list of recent engagements include two work colleagues (aged 26 and 28), a friend of my boyfriend (aged 25), my brother (aged 27) and of course there’s that little royal wedding that happened last week (aged 29 and 30 – not as bad… I guess).
I’ve only been half proposed to (it’s a long story) so I wouldn’t know what the full allure of being asked to spend the rest of your life with someone feels like … but I’m pretty sure that no amount of butterflies, fireworks and sparkly diamond rings would make me say yes to marriage in my 20s. I’m not against marriage (a picket fence, babies, an Audi and a family dog sounds just peachy) but that’s a problem for 30 year old me, not 25 year old me. 25 year old me has enough trouble remembering basic things like meal times, doctors appointments and birthdays – I’m not complicating all that by throwing marriage and a kid in to the mix. 25 year old me is also still a little too selfish and preoccupied with fun stuff like clubbing and hanging out (yes I still use words like ‘hanging out’ … a sign I’m definitely not old enough to be married) to have to worry about another person’s happiness all the time.
I have one or two friends who took the plunge in their early twenties and they’re still happily married today – and while I’m happy for them and glad they’ve found someone they love that much, it still hasn’t convinced me to ask someone to put a ring on it. To me they are the exception to the rule. Practicality tells me that, if you simply have to commit at a young age, a long engagement is the best approach.
Of my friends and family who are married and getting engaged all I can say is … better them than me. For now I’m more than content to listen to ‘Here comes the bride’ from the sidelines…