I'm three minutes away from our scheduled departure time for a wedding in Middle-of-Nowhere, Canada, so this will be the briefest of brief.
This is my third wedding of five (one of my family members, one of my friends, three of the girlfriend's friends) this summer, and I'm starting to wish that we had a smaller social circle. While I have nothing against the idea of weddings (love, commitment, buffets), the actual act of attending a wedding is not my preferred thing. Too many people (particularly too many people I don't know) for an introvert.
But what to do? People host weddings, other people attend. It's the social convention. So I'll pull out my fancy dress one more time and pretend that I'm having fun, even though I really just want to wear sweat pants and work on my knitting*.
*It's entirely possible that I'll knit at the wedding. I'm not above that.