Then comes marriage…  I am beginning to wonder how my friends
became so cliched.    I counted floorboards.   While they may be
unaware of how their words may sting, they also are also
painfully incognizant of the fact that not everyone is
necessarily wanting their lives right now. As it has now become
obvious that M and her boyfriend are not getting engaged anytime
soon, attention has turned to me as the next on the list. My
non-committal or general responses to “do you think he’s going
to propose soon?” or “do you know what kind of ring you want?”
fall over deaf ears. It seems that “I’m sure it will happen, but
not anytime soon” is not satisfying enough, so they keep on
pressing.  That same night, as I excitedly tell them that the
Duke and I are finally booking our sunshine holiday, S coos “Oh,
I bet he has something in store for you there”, and winks
condescendingly. And even though I know it is only because she
wants for me what she thinks I want for myself, I can’t help but
get annoyed. Why isn’t it good