Reconfiguring

Once you find love, you find it. There isn't an age on love. ~ Candace Cameron

I was on the phone with my sister the Lawyer last night rhapsodizing about my utterly fabulous boyfriend. She let me rave and talk about him for several minutes until she finally had to ask... "So do you see yourself marrying him?"

That gave me pause. Dearly. It's not that I don't see myself marrying him, it's nothing like that. I actually do!

You see, in my mind I always figured that I wouldn't get hitched until the ripe old age of 36 (or later!) I figured that I was rarely if ever the maternal sort, had no biological clock to speak of and loved playing the field and dating across the world too much to actually want to settle down. I figured I would be the cool aunt, popping through to visit my innumerable nieces and nephews but never really settling down with my own passel of kids for a while. Sometimes, I even imagined that I would never, ever get married and just keep jetsetting all across the world doing my 'thing' until I was old and grey.

According to the life plan I had when I was 12, I was supposed to be married by now (25, being that my mom got married at 25). However, once my birthday last year passed with no great love in the horizon I reconfigured my plans and chucked it out the window, along with dreams of the large wedding, white dress and all that jazz.

I had to take a moment to actually ground myself lest I be guilty of premature planning. However, it's nice to know that there is a possibility that I have met my match and will get hitched sometime this decade.

If anything having a steady boyfriend will get the parents off my back. Even though they are currently acting all 'cool' about my choices and decisions, I know that it must be driving them nuts that none of their kids has seen it fit to hand over grandbabies yet!

Oh well.