Disengaged

Okay, the wedding has been downgraded from postponed to officially off. That's right, the man who was engaged twice in one year is now disengaged twice in two! On my current curve, if I were to start dating a new woman I'd propose to her roughly 7 hours into the relationship, the ring would cost $512,000, and I'd actually break things off 3 months prior to meeting her. I know, what a wildly inappropriate thing to say, but let me assure you being able to mock myself about this is the only thing keeping my brain from imploding. We simply decided that planning for marriage wasn't appropriate until we can definitively determine whether Lizett is in fact human or rather some sort of pod person sent here to destroy me. My bet is on human, but if I'm wrong...avenge me.

No, the real (albeit wildly generalized) story is that neither of us are as prepared for the commitment as we supposed. Pretty boring stuff. We're still together though, which means we're living in SIN with no matrimonial end in sight. Scandal! Actually, to be honest, I'm not enormously more comfortable with that arrangement than our parents are, but such is life. I'm there now, and we've got a big kitchen.