So I was looking at this picture.
Sadie Hawkins 2005... what a great time in life. Except for that fact that I took a really really attractive guy... who turned out to be a total loser. What's new. That's not the point. The point is, this lovely photograph was taken 3 years ago. Doesn't seem like such a long time to me. However, as I was pondering this pic, it hit me... Out of 23 girls, representing my core group of HS ladies, 7 are married. 5 are engaged. Coming to a grand total of 12. That's right, a little over three years and more than half of this bunch are hitched! CRAZY. Welcome to Mormon/Provo culture.
Here's the thing. I love that all my friends are so happy and in love and what not but... I'm 20 years old. 20!! I have High School Musical marathons with Boots when I'm home. I leave my dishes in the sink. My clean laundry is currently sitting in a heap on my floor. The only thing I can cook to perfection are the chocolate chip cookies on the back of the chocolate chip bag, and believe me, that took me YEARS to perfect! Point being... I'm not a wife. Not even close. So although I'm jealous of the wedded bliss, I kinda hope that the guy upstairs gives me a little more time to domesticate myself before he brings Mr. Right along. I'm just a baby!
Mad props to all you young wifeys out there. Teach me how someday.