Philippa is up my arse about marriage again. We hardly speak for three days and then she decides we should have a discussion about wedding plans. Bloody women. She said “If you want to get married before your birthday we’d better get things moving pretty quickly.” I said, obviously, “I don’t want to get married before my birthday” and on we went from there. I tried to argue that it would make more sense to be settled in our own house before we considered a wedding, but she just said “But last year you said we should get married before we bought a house, because after that we’d be distracted by the mortgage” I can’t believe I ever said that, but I am notoriously forgetful of my own past comments, and annoyingly inconsistent in my points of view, so she may be right.
Some kind of weird compromise was reached about ten hours later when I said she could organise absolutely anything she wanted as long as it wasn’t before Summer 2015, and as long as it cost less than £1000. She went off quite happily, so I think she may have stopped listening at “you can organise absolutely anything you want….”
RC 27-8-13
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