Some of you may or may not know, but I will be turning 28 next week. Bub's and I have been going strong for about 4 years now. For the past year we have been getting asked over and over and over again by family members and a few friends when him and I were gettin' hitched.
For those of you new here I live in New York. Now, out of all my friends only 1 is married. Most are not engaged and even some recently ended things with their boyfriends of 4+ years. I know this isn't as common in other areas of the globe but out here on Long Island this is the norm. Most people now a days don't get married out here till you're in your late 20s/early 30s.
Yes, I love my boyfriend. Yes, I am happy with him, but honestly whenever it happens it will happen and I am SO ok with that! Us being married will not change a darn thing. Sure, I can go under his health insurance plan and we can finally start to look at houses but thats pretty much it. Besides, going to the DMV to change my maiden name does not sound like a fun Saturday afternoon. Maybe I'll just make him change his name instead, OR we can BOTH change our last name, suffer at the DMV together, and end up with a last name like "awesome". Mr and Mrs.Awesome at your service. "Oh hey the Awsome's are here!" "did you hear what the Awesome's did this weekend?" (sorry just giggled to myself for a moment there)
I don't think people realize that when they ask Bub and I over and OVER again about our relationship status and what our timeline is for getting married that it's slightly hurtful. I feel like we are being judged for not being engaged yet. I mean come on people give me a break over here it's not like I am 50, single and living with 30 cats all named after members of 1990s boy bands (come here Justin! JC stop clawing at Brian!. Dang it Lance STOP PEEING ON THE COUCH!)
Him and I are happy and thats all that matters :)
And even if its not engagement people pressure you that once you are married "when are you having kids??" then you get pregnant and I am sure all my pregnant friends are sick of hearing "Hey, are there TWINS in there?" "when are you due? you look like your about to BURST!" then you pop out a kid and people just start asking ya when the heck you're launching another one out of your va-jay-jay.
I think people need to respect other people's decisions and personal life.
Which is why I finally went to my sounding board and voiced my opinion to my facebook wall. I figured if my friends and family saw my status they would FINALLY leave both of us alone and take a chill pill, or a valium, or a vodka tonic. And, well, things got a little crazy over there.
The cast of characters involved are:
Leonora = me
Catherine = Bub's Brother's Girlfriend (ya with me still?)
Grace = Bub's Aunt
Steve = Bub (Yeah, he has a name, who knew)
Phil = My Cousin
All the last names have been blurred out cause, well, the internet is a creepy place.
Ya can't make this stuff up.