You're more than welcome TICA, we'll let you know when it's organized.
I think maybe I did go back and tell myself not to marry. That was a bit of luck eh? Couldn't see the benefit in it to me, didn't want kids, never met a millionaire that wasn't already taken, and never met a man I needed enough to consider a lifetime of washing his undies a fair price to pay for his company so what was the point?
I used to watch the passing parade of workmates go through the new boyfriend/engagement/wedding frenzy/disillusionment/dramatics/divorce process and wondered where the Hell they kept their brains.
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Some did okay, but so many couldn't see what deadbeats they were hooking up with. Maybe I was lucky I missed out getting the 'romance' gene or something.
I woke the household screaming one night when I was a young teen. I was having a nightmare that I was in a wedding dress and being dragged by a chain towards a 'groom' with no face. That's the only time I was ever 'in' a wedding dress and it was a pretty good indicator of my view of getting married. I still see it in much the same way. No idea why I had that dream, just the subconscious putting the pieces together from observations of the world around me I guess.
That fear of being alone is kind of amusing when applied to women. The odds are that the husbands will drop off the perch much sooner than them and they'll be alone anyway. They give up the freedom to enjoy their fit and healthy years and then when they get older, and need help and support the most the bloke they spent those years on is gooooorrrrrn.
An old lady neighbour once waxed lyrical about how much comfort her husband had been to her and she couldn't imagine what her life would have been without him. She'd been widowed for 20 years!!!
She should have had a pretty good idea of what it was like without him by then!
Yeah I know girls, some of you wouldn't swap 'em for the world, you must be the lucky ones.
I'm a cynic, I didn't even buy a ticket in that lottery.