I was going to do the unthinkable yesterday. I was planning on entrapping myself in matrimony. Yes, I was going to ask Le Girl to marry me. But then...I didn't. "THE MOMENT" never happened. See, I was waiting for some kind of magical, "perfect," moment, and there wasn't one. I proceeded to act like a jackass for the rest of the night because I was bummed-out and, since I couldn't exactly explain the situation, I didn't know how to deal with it.
Today, after the clarity of a good night's sleep, I realize that there is no such thing as a "perfect" moment. Instead, I will just propose the next time she is taking a crap (I'm kidding, of course, but the point I'm making is that there isn't a "perfect" moment...or, if there is, it's created by the asking of the question, not by the events leading up to it.)
Does any of this make sense?
Today, after the clarity of a good night's sleep, I realize that there is no such thing as a "perfect" moment. Instead, I will just propose the next time she is taking a crap (I'm kidding, of course, but the point I'm making is that there isn't a "perfect" moment...or, if there is, it's created by the asking of the question, not by the events leading up to it.)
Does any of this make sense?