It may not be that exact, depending on when things gets under way, but it is that long until my marriage ceremony is scheduled to begin. It’s a strange feeling of both anticipation and now a little nervousness. I never thought I had revelled in my singleness, at least not in the way you might think - I’m not seeing a future of losing those nights out with the boys and other such tom-foolery because, well, that’s not me.
What I do know is that being single has led me to become fairly selfish with my time management. I have a lot of me time. Me blogging. Me watching sport. Me reading news and other blogs on the internet. Me either staying up late or getting up early to do those things. Me playing sport. Me, me, me.
In 57 hours and 33 minutes, that will change. It’s not that there will be no more me, but there will be us in a way that there hasn’t been before, and in a way that far supercedes me. Perhaps the nervousness comes from being unsure of how extreme, easy or difficult that change will be. No, the nervousness comes from being sure - knowing I can’t be selfish about my time management any more, and knowing that effecting the change smoothly is up to me.
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