I was at the gym yesterday morning, going to town on my elliptical when one of the regulars came up to me and started chatting. It's a common occurrence for me to mention all of the stuff going on in my daily life, especially if I see you day in and day out at the gym (or you want to know something, just ask me, I'm not about to shy away from much) and this time I started talking about Shell's wedding this Saturday.
After mentioning all of the prep work and how excited I am that the big day will be here so soon, he asked me if I was feeling alright and doing ok since all of my friends are either getting married or are already married and I'm one of the only single ones left. I assured him I'm alright and I've got so many other things going on and I'm not even thinking about getting married anytime soon. And before you tell me that he's either trying to date me or set me up with someone, I know that is not the case. I guess he was just under the impression like many others are that I've got the wedding timer set and it's about ready to go off.
Sure, I'm probably a time bomb, but not for wedding bells. Even when I was in a relationship, that was the last thing on my mind. Guess I'm just a different kind of girl and no, weddings do not make me go bezerk.
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