Can’t believe it’s been almost three months since I got the promotion from girlfriend/defacto to finace.
I can’t string enough words together to explain what I’ve put myself through in terms of planning The Event – and we still haven’t made any real decisions about anything. It reached the point where I’ve banned myself from thinking about it for the time being. (Smart move, Rah).
One thing I’ve tried to do is stay on the healthy wagon. Which is going pretty damn well considering I haven’t done much more than try to eat better. I’m down 3kg overall, including the 1.2kg I lost in the last week.
So while I’m stoked that I’m starting to get a bit more room in my work outfits, the downside so far is that my Beautiful Handmade Diamond Ring doesn’t fit the Correct Finger anymore.
I think it’s also to do with the cold snap in Sydney this week (can Mother Nature please turn up the heating now, kthnxbai). But when I attempt to do the little housework I do and The Ring falls off three times? Yeah, time to keep it in a safe place for a little while.
I hate not wearing it, so after a few days I decided to wear it on the wrong finger – but it’s too loose even for the ring finger on my right hand – so it’s back on my left hand.
Eventually we’ll get our gorgeous jeweller to weave her resizing magic, but I’m in no rush just yet.