It was a lovely, work-free night at the apartment. Two roommates, some avocado face masks, and a few glasses of home-made apple martinis later when we discovered on Facebook that our mutual friend Marisa was engaged.
And there it was, that awkward moment of disbelief, bitterness, and an ounce of jealousy. The feelings we all experience once we have discovered that one of our friends is getting hitched. “If I have to go to another wedding this year I am going to impale myself on the CN tower!” Sheila, one of my roommates, is a hot up and coming Toronto actress that shares a strong resemblance to Sandra Bullock and unfortunately has been to three friends weddings this year. “First comes marriage, then comes pregnancy and then you might as well kiss your life goodbye, because no one is going to hire you with throw-up on your shoulder!”
“Great, my friends are planning a wedding and I can’t even pay next months rent,” says my other roommate Robin as she reaches for her apple martini and finishes it with one gulp. Robin is a gorgeous blonde with blue eyes, a boyfriend in the army and real cleavage that woman envy over. “I just can’t fathom the fact that people share this shit on Facebook, marriage posted beside a video of Honey Badger.”
I quickly try to change this topic by throwing in our favorite episode of Sex and the City, you know the one where Carrie gets to walk down the runway. As my roommates start laughing with the girls of Manhattan, I go to make some more martinis and then the question hits….. what happened to happy couples just staying …. well not married. Today people are either getting married to the love of their life or can’t even hold down a man for two weeks.
In today’s society there is either extremely rich people or extremely poor people, with the middle class slowly moving to extinction. Are relationships starting to represent the class structure? Where are the couples that just live in the moment of the relationship? Or is every couple planning on where to be registered for their wedding gifts? Where is the middle ground? What about the couples that focus on when they are having sex next or the people who are just happy that they finally have their own drawer in their lover’s apartment? Do we have to rush down the aisle the second we have dated someone for a few months? I mean honestly, what is the hurry to get married? When did days of “this is my boyfriend” turn into “this is my fiance?” Or are there only two categories; happily married and happily single?