This is my 30th entry and the last as a single man.
I say single, I'm clearly not single, but that's what you say in it..!?
So, wedding tomorrow. Getting hitched. Married. This is what its like then..... dead excited for it and still not nervous one little bit, that will change soon no doubt, couple of bevvies later and off we go.
Was thinking on train home that this is probably one of the biggest, or should I say, most relevant events that will happen in my life, actually marrying somebody, becoming their husband. Its pretty huge and it's what I , in my one and only shot at life, have been lucky to be involved in, to be loved. Its quite profound to me in that sense. Powerful.
Anyway, Natalie having funny shit going on in the ears again, so fucking scared its coming back and if so what next? Trying not to let her focus too much on it but being tactful and sensitive to her plight is tricky going down that road, its not that I'm not of course but Im not sure pondering on it helps her....
Teeth gonna be polished tomorrow, had a right fiasco with that the other day, a wasted journey, but it's paid for and booked so has to be done. Parking will be a cunt.
Pick chair covers up also, then pick up my old man. Few bevvies bit of a smoke and job done.
Thought of the day:
Do her proud.
In a bit.