This was the hardest of the Challenges – most were plotted a week or more in advance, but I’d updated Wedding Fever on my blog before the post arrived and finally gave me my Y.
I’ve spontaneously said yes a lot of times in my life when I should have put a lot more thought into my answer. Some of the questions were frankly rhetorical, some would have had a different answer if I’d only known then what I know now, some have never been regretted.
Do you want a baby brother or sister? Definitely rhetorical.
Want to try a cigarette? Oh, if I had only said no.
May I buy you a drink? Unlike the above, this didn’t lead to a long-term addiction. As a pick-up line, though, it was asked a lot. Sometimes yes was the wrong answer.
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? In retrospect, I could have said yes a few more times to the many variations of that question. And one yes, with the 20-20 vision of hindsight, should have been a no.
Will you marry me? Three times I said yes .
Do you take this man in holy matrimony? Other huge questions also asked only once – would you move to Scotland for your job? Would you consider buying instead of renting?
At the start of this month I put my CV back on the market and on Friday the post brought a letter offering me a good job, well paid, with hours that will work well with my part-time life. It has been quite a while since the last time I had this kind of decision to make. All the experience gained over all the years, and it turns out I still have no idea whether this is a big yes, one that will change the rest of my life, or a little yes that will affect a year or two at most. On balance, though, the ayes have it.