Woman.

“Who?”

Thank you for passing this on! I just spent a year anxiously but fully not studying for a work exam, followed by a weekend trying to absorb hundreds of years of Banking minutiae. And suddenly, I feel like much less of a self sabotaging bastard.

Couldn’t agree more. Any kind of derision at other people's choices is unnecessary, even if they’re hiring a horse with a faux horn to be the ring bearer. Mate, relax. You get to choose.

I was waiting for the Cosmo-esque buzz kill of “...and now that man is my husband” and I’m so delighted it didn’t come. I must’ve forgotten where I was.