On Wednesday evening, still suffering from the post wedding blues (seriously, why don't people clap and cheer when I enter the room anymore? Why don't people follow me around telling me how beautiful I am?), Steve and I took ourselves out for dinner to a new little restaurant, situated in a shopping centre (it is a lot nicer than it sounds, I promise, and no, it was not a Burger King).
We enjoyed a lovely dinner, with only a few minor gripes - mainly that I still insist on telling everyone that we just got married, what can I say? I am still basking in the glow of the congratulations I get every time I mention it!
As we were leaving, we passed the new 24 hour gym that has just opened in town. As you may remember, both Steve and I became little exercise bunnies pre wedding and are hoping to continue (but with less panic and sweating ideally).
Steve: I might join the gym I think, it's only £25 a month and better than trying to do squat thrusts in our living room.
Me: OK... I hate gyms.
Steve: Hmmmm, actually, you have to have a full year contract, not a rolling one.
Steve: Well, it's year. I just don't think I'm ready for that kind of commitment....
Yes, this was four days after he pledged to spend his life with me....
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