So this isn’t a food post, but I have some personal news I would like to share with you all. I have to confess, I was bursting to tell the news right away but I wanted to line all my ducks in a row first. This week has been a busy whirlwind and I desperately need some sleep.
The Boyfriend and I have been together a long time. A long time. 11 years to be exact. I always cringe when people ask the inevitable question of how long we’ve been together because people seem to have a really strong reaction to how long we’ve been together, along with a slew of opinions.
I’m pretty sure most of you know where I’m going with this…Or perhaps you’ve noticed the change in the banner…
After 11 years, the BF is getting a new name: fiancé. Actually on this blog I’ll be referring to him as FH (“future husband”) because I’m too lazy to type out fiancé every time. (Yes I meant to say FH, sorry to those who read the original post and it said FB. Apparently Mark Zuckerburg has influenced my subconscious.)
I’m pretty excited. I actually am surprised at how excited I am. I thought that since we’ve been together so long and we knew for a while now that we would go down this road, that this would dampen the excitement. But I’ve been giddy for days. I also am surprised at how smooth the transition has been. I actually had to make myself type out “BF” for these last few posts because I now automatically think of him as my fiance. As despite never wearing any rings, I’ve had no problem getting used to this ring on my finger.
Now that we’ve reached this stage in our journey together, I’m pretty clueless as to the next steps. So if anyone has any advice of wedding planning or maintaining a happy marriage, please share!