The End of an Era

I’m getting married on October 19, almost exactly two years since my first wedding. Those of you who have read my stuff circa 2006 will have seen numerous references to marriage and then a sudden silence on the matter. I didn’t feel it was right to talk about what happened but as I approach my second marriage, I want to put it all behind me.

My initial presence on the web was a rudimentary record of the trials and tribulations facing me as a young woman going through the arranged marriage process. For completeness’ sake, that can be found here.

After seeing a long line of suitors, I eventually said yes to one. The reasons behind that decision were explained in a blog entry.

I got married on 29 October 2006. It lasted two and half days. The writing-it-out-of-my-system can be found here.

As I head into my second marriage, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. I’m a selfish person by nature. I look after number one first and foremost; I have all the clichéd problems with intimacy; I’m neurotic and hate people messing about with my space and stuff; I’m argumentative, competitive, uncompromising, spiteful and manipulative; and I can’t cook.

They’re not exactly desirable qualities in a wife. I’m not expecting marriage to be easy but if my Lucky Number Seven is willing to put up with me, I’m sure as hell going to make it work.

And hey, if I fail, there’s always third time lucky, right? (That was a joke).