So, we bought our wedding rings yesterday.
They’re being resized now, and will be ready in a week or so. Annettes was not so bad, but mine needed to be resized to an absurd level to fit the mighty paws I use to scoop salmon out of rivers and to bash down the doors of remote lighthouses in order to inform small boys that they are wizards.[1]
We’ve both opted for very plain bands – Annette’s is gold, and mine is white gold. So she gets to make references to it being her own, her precious!… whereas I am stuck with being a white gold wielder … and frankly, no-one wants that shit.
Wedding starting to seem much realer now.
[1] They’re never actually wizards. I just like to mess with their heads.