Now that the Boy is officially employed, we have begun negotiations to find a workable wedding date. In my experience planning a wedding is like practicing for diplomacy. There are so many things to consider: finances, traditions, his family, my family, his wishes, expectations, other people's weddings, etc... Instead of thinking of it as an obligation, I have decided to look at it as a problem-solving challenge. And I am determined to make it all work.
(Don't hold your breath.)
Much to my delight, the Boy suggested I fly back to Scotland with him in January. Now that I have booked my tickets (for not cheap but less than I was expecting), I can't wait. It will be great to have him here with my family for three weeks, but now I get to spend four more weeks with him! (Thank you, Elizabeth, for letting me invade your home once again- I can only hope that the improvement in your son's attitude while I am there is compensation enough.)
I will get to be with the Boy, even though he will have some work- I love that I'll be able to feed him and take care of him. Perhaps that sounds a little goofy, but I don't get to do those things for him very often, and I love it. My trip also means I will be able to spend time with his friends and family, which is especially handy now that we'll be living there.
Plus, we might be able to go apartment hunting! (Yes, I am way too excited about this possibility). I can't even explain how nice it would be to know what my future home will look like ahead of time.
Friday, November 14, 2008
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