OMG IT’S HERE!!! Did I really just use the abbreviation OMG? OMG I really hate that! I really must be excited/worried/generally panicked! Anyway a week tomorrow I’ll be a married man, no longer able to muse about such outlandish, laddish raucous behaviour such as drinking tea after 10:30pm and that all time favourite bachelor activity of leaving the toilet seat up. Nope, from next Tuesday I’m afraid the old ball and chain will have me writing posts about what happened last night in Coronation Street (which we’ll have watched instead of the football) and of course small cushions that serve no feasible purpose. Ah married life… LOL! Oh good lord.
So as I prepare to put my whisky drinking days behind me by drinking copious amounts of whisky (ok admittedly the single malt may provide an alternative reasoning for the text speak right now) how does it feel to be in my final week of bacherlorhood?
Well…pretty darn good actually!
Having waited 10 years of being together before I proposed I may come off as someone who’s not exactly keen to commit. The reality is that I’ve been completely committed for each of those ten years. We’ve shared a huge portion of our lives together, grown and developed together. We’ve shared good times and bad in sickness and in health. So what difference is the wedding really going to make?
On a practical level, not much. We already live together and share our belongings, we’re already each other’s ‘contact in case of emergency’. So where’s the real change? Well in little over a week I will have entered into a contract that for me is utterly binding for life. I will give my word, declare to the world that I will love and look after another person forever. She will truly become my family.
Am I nervous? Hell yes! I’m nervous I’ll get my own name wrong, that I’ll mess up the speech, fall over on the dance floor and accidentally set fire to Dom’s dress or something. The wedding is a terrifying thing! The one bit I’m not scared about is saying the words “I do”. That’s only 3 letters after all, I can just about manage that!
So role on the wedding so I can stop worrying and just enjoy finally marrying the girl of my dreams.
8 days and counting… I can’t wait!
