January 1, 2015
My friends keep telling me I'm never gonna get married if all I ever do is hang out with my friends who are married with children. I get their point. Logistically, the odds are not in my favor with the current level of effort I'm putting into my future eternal marriage. BUT, they just don't get it!! They're married! When was the last time they went to the lamest dance, and mingled with the oddities of the mid-single world?? Seriously!
I see people getting married all the time, and I'm like, "If they can get married, certainly I can get married." To which my friends reply, "Yeah, if you were weirder, you'd be married." That's probably true, too. But I'm not weird.
I'm funny. Like, really funny. And I love making people laugh. And I love to laugh. I also love to have fun. I work a lot, and I blame my lack of sociality on that - which is true - but I'm my own boss, for Peter's sake! Why do I not schedule myself off for these lame activities?
I'm legitimately 32, even though I don't look it. I hate that part. And I've got a pretty jacked up spine, which robbed me of a few inches, so I'm shorter than I want to be. But short people all over the world are married. And 5' 1.5" is really not THAT short. I wonder if those are the things keeping my eternal companion from recognizing me. He probably thinks I'm his future eternal companion's little sister. Haha! I crack myself up.
Anyway, diary, you know me. You know I care a butt load about the Gospel. You know I'm gonna make an awesome wife and mother. You know I have big goals and endless willpower. And, you know I've been patient for like my whole life for this marriage thing to happen. I'm just sayin, when? When will it happen?