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OK I am back. Had to take care of laundry. Four cats sure makes for a lot of laundry lol
Putting it in a spoiler just in case you want to answer before reading my reply
It's also long so feel free to skip
I have shared this here before
For me it was getting married.
First deciding to elope (crazy) and the "big" wedding afterwards
I never wanted to get married.
I knew this from a young age.
And as I became an adult I felt very confident in my decision.
I loved my life. I loved my apartment. I loved my freedom.
I loved doing what I wanted when I wanted how I wanted etc.
Then I met my now DH.
When he asked me out I was taken by surprise as I did not see it coming. And usually when a boy was going to ask me out in those days I always knew it was coming.
It was not love at first sight (though it was infatuation at first sight because he was so confident and handsome and he made me nervous lol)
He was unlike any boy I ever dated. He was mature. A real adult. Take charge kind of guy. Optimistic and upbeat and strong. He was everything I was not lol. At first when he asked me out I said let me think about it. I found him somewhat intimidating.
He was so self assured and confident and so well put together. Mature beyond his years. I had to think about it. I was also dating a guy at the time but not serious. I finally said OK and we scheduled our first date.
It took me a long time to realize I wanted to marry him. He had started talking about marriage early on (we were at a fancy restaurant for Valentine's day) and I almost fainted and left to go to the restroom for 20 minutes to compose myself and when I got back we didn't restart the convo about marriage. We just started talking about something totally different and did not mention what just happened.
I think fear held me back from knowing he was my soul mate and yes the man I wanted to marry. He didn't bring it up again for another two years.
And when he finally officially proposed (he had been carrying around the engagement ring for 9 months lol) I still wasn't sure. I hesitated. I accepted (knowing he wouldn't go on just dating for another five years) and I asked for a long engagement. To which he replied I am ready to marry you now but will wait til you are ready. Which I felt was very romantic. He was willing to wait as long as we were moving forward and by getting engaged we were moving forward in the relationship. We started looking for a place to live and found one almost immediately. Gut renovated and it was ready by summer
And by the time summer came and our home was ready to move into (he proposed in January) I was ready so we eloped at city hall. Despite the big wedding already scheduled for November of that year. So we went ahead with both. When I decided yes, I was ready I suddenly didn't want to wait one more minute. LOL. That's just how I am. I finally knew this was meant to be and Greg was my B'shert. So I told Greg I am ready let's elope and we filled out the necessary paperwork did the required waiting period (I don't remember but maybe it was a day waiting period?) And we eloped that Tuesday.. a day after I said I am ready. My parents were not pleased we eloped. Not pleased at all.
Suffice to say it took me five years to finally know yes I wanted to marry Greg and thank goodness he was patient!!!
If I could do anything differently it would be to marry him sooner. But we don't have a crystal ball and it's OK. It went down the way it was supposed to go down and while it took me a long time to want to get married it was worth it. We are even more in love now than all those years ago and I am just crazy about him. Crazy in love after all these years
Best decision (and yes craziest for me at the time) decision I ever made.
I think I shared this on PS somewhere before as well. The craziest thing I ever did was bungy-jumping off a train bridge 2x and hiding inside a dark cave when the train was scheduled to go by. This whole adventure was run by some non insured, probably illegal adventure company. They did it because a couple friends who were adrenaline junkies signed us up and paid for us up front, and I was a stupid college kid who didn’t want to miss out on the action (FOMO), so 3 of us jumped. Would never do it again! It was not just the craziest, but scariest moment of my life.
I never learned how to swim and have a fear of water. I blame it on being traumatized by watching The Poseidon Adventure when I was a kid. Former colleagues of mine who were avid river rapid runners nagged me until I caved in to go down one of Oregon's dangerous Class V rapids. It was the most physically harrowing and frightening thing I've ever done. Didn't have any fun, never did it again. I felt safer hiking at night in the Amazon jungle which was way more fun, probably because my feet were on solid ground.
Omg I'm not going there.![]()
I’m writing a book.
Another marriage story...
I met my now-DH through friends; we all went to a U2 concert together. Five months later (and a couple postcards in between—this was pre-Internet), I went to visit for a long weekend.
We ended up getting married that weekend, which is a whole 'nother (hilarious!) story. This was 32 years ago, and we're still adventuring through life together.![]()
@monarch64, Can you just answer one question….. did you have a lot of fun?
Aw c'mon, at least tell us the genre.
I read these and think, damn, I'm effing boring!![]()