For those of you who didn't grow up with me, I am from a relatively small town. My first high school had a graduating class of around 80 people. Most of them had been my classmates since kindergarten.
I lost count of how many of these people are now pregnant and/or married.
How did this happen? One day we're at winter ball dancing all night and the next day it seems like everyone's starting their own families.
So I have decided to come up with a list of reasons why getting married seems like the most unappealing idea ever (or for like the next 5-10 years)
- Getting married at city hall makes me cringe
When I picture my wedding, I see a sunset and twinkly lights. No fluorescent lighting and a stranger officiating. Which leads me to my next point
-I can't afford a wedding yet
If I got engaged tomorrow and asked my parents to help me pay for a wedding...well I can only imagine the laughter. I can't afford the wedding of my dreams without their help. And to get that they have to be on board with the idea.
-I sure as hell can't afford a honeymoon I want
I'm a girl who loves to travel. A honeymoon to somewhere local is not the way I want I celebrate my new marriage. The start of a new journey deserves to be somewhere like Fiji or Greece :) tropical and exotic!!
-I'm going to be really drunk
I want to sip champagne with my friends and family. I want to have an open bar and have one big party. And let me tell you...my family knows how to have a good time when it's time to party. Apple cider won't cut it.
-I'm pretty useless
To my future husband: I'm really sorry. I can't cook anything without a microwave. I still have a hard time sorting laundry. I have a bad habit of leaving a mess wherever I go. The idea of being domesticated makes me gag a little. Get the picture?
-I love my personal space
I pretty much lived with my boyfriend last summer. We shared a bathroom and room and saw each other every freaking day for 8 weeks. We drove each other nuts!!! This is truly a sign I am no where close to being mature enough to wake up to the same face every day for eternity.
-I'm so immature
I mean HELLO!! I'm the youngest kid in my family and I still depend on mommy and daddy for a lot. I spend my summers playing dress up and singing songs and swimming in the pool with 7 year olds. How am I supposed to commit my life to someone when I'm not ready to be a grown up yet.
-I haven't seen enough of the world yet
Due to unfortunate events in the past few months, I have learned to NEVER fly to another continent specifically for a guy. If I go to Australia or Israel or Botswana on my next trip, it's going to be for me. Besides, you don't want to have your trip of a lifetime tarnished with a bad break up.
-I have no idea what I'm doing with my life
This kind of relates to being immature. But on a serious note, I'm trying to figure out who I am. I have had some serious set backs in the past year. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I don't know what I'm going to wear tomorrow let alone where I'll be 5 years from now. It is so important to me that I get some grasp on this thing called life before dragging some poor guy down with me ;)
-When I get married, I want it to be the only time
Of course there is no way to tell what will happen in the future. The divorce rate for people who get married under the age of 25 is 80%!!!!!!!!! As a child who watched her parents go through the painful process of divorce, I want to do everything in my power to avoid that.
-I haven't met my dream guy who's pre med and comes from a long line of royalty
A girl can dream
So that's that. As my 20th birthday approaches and I feel like the most undateable girl in the world (this post absolutely did not work in my favor to fix that) I am content with taking my time and letting destiny work itself out. If you are one of the lucky ones who married their high school sweetheart, or the 20% of marriages that don't get divorced, you have my absolute respect and I hope one day to find a love like yours.
Who knows. I could bump into a kind stranger tomorrow and I'll be the girl someone bitches about in their blog.
Much love,
Jen
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