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Rules of Relationship Jinxing

9 Jan

Dear Future Hubby,

Don't screw this up for me

You should probably be informed that I am very superstitious about relationships.  Really, when it comes down to it, it just means I’m ridiculously pessimistic about them (despite being a hopeless romantic – I like to blame romantic comedies for that). I have a very hard time believing or trusting that anything good can happen to me relationship-wise.  You can all go hate on Double Threat for causing that psychological issue.  Go ahead. Go yell at him. I’ll wait.

Sure, every once a while, a guy comes along to prove my entire theory wrong, but every time something does go wrong, I tend to equate it to breaking one of three rules below. I call these the Rules of Relationship Jinxing.  If I don’t want to jinx a relationship, I hold out as long as possible before breaking any of the three rules, because in my personal relationship history, I’ve discovered that breaking them just leads to disappointment.

1. Do NOT add a boy to your contacts to early in getting to know him. This is my major jinx rule because inevitably, it won’t work out and you have him sitting in your contacts as a reminder that it didn’t and  you’re still single. By just leaving him a number in your text messages and recent call list, he’s a nameless person. I have added several guys to my contacts before I should have and by doing so, I totally jinxed any future chance with them. Case in point? I once added a guy to my contacts who seemed like a sure bet and less than 12 hours later, he texted to say he had to reschedule our date. Yeah. He never reschedule and I immediately took him out of my contacts.

2. Do NOT tell your friends about him. Again, this is just giving the universe a reason to say “fuck you” and screw you over in the relationship department.  By telling my friends about a guy, you’re clearly invested in this relationship (or whatever it may be at that point) and you want your friends to be too. But what happens if it doesn’t work out? You not only have to live with the knowledge that if didn’t work out and possibly deal with your friends asking about him, bringing him up, and wondering (just like you are), why the hell you can’t just manage to have a normal relationship.

3. Do NOT tell you family about him. This is the last stronghold of the rules. This is way worse than telling your friends about a potential new guy because if you’re like me and single at 28, you’re already pressured enough by your family as to who you’re dating, when you’re getting married, etc. It’s bad enough that I have my 10 year old sister asking me when I’m getting married so she can be a bridesmaid. but having your parents or other family members ask on a continuous bases? Yeah. Nothing screams Christmas dinner fun more than being asked if I have a “hankering” for any boys. Side note: Don’t be friends with too many family members on Facebook, because then they’ll just ask you if every boy you’re pictured with is your new boyfriend. No, this is not 1955. I can have guys friends.

Get me to feel comfortable breaking one, two or hell, even all three of those rules means I must actually trust you and like you enough to risk being disappointed if and/or when it doesn’t work out. If you want any shot of being future hubby, this quite possibly might be your first test and one of the hardest. I definitely still have guys that I refuse to add to my contacts even after I’ve gone out with them several times.

Consider this your mission. And don’t do anything else to jinx our relationship in the meantime, cause shit, if you’re getting me to break all these rules I have, I don’t even want to know what it’s doing to my relationship karma.

Xo
Your Future Wife

Well, color me Claddagh!

17 Mar

Dear Future Hubby,

Well Happy St. Patrick’s Day, Future Hubby! Oh, you didn’t know it was St. Patrick’s Day? Oh. Well, then I’m not sure we can be together. Oh you did know? But only because this day gives you an excuse to drink heavily during the work week? Ok, you’re back in my good graces. In case you didn’t know, I’m Irish (and also Italian, but there really isn’t a major holiday dedicate to any Italian saints that let you drink heavily and eat tons of pasta). I love any and all things Irish, as if this wan’t already evident by my extremely detailed description of Gaelic Gala. Irish music, Irish booze, Irish food, Irish movies, the whole freaking country of Ireland. I love it all, including Irish traditions.

Check out that Irish bling

But just because I love Irish tradtions, do not mistake this for me being married.

Yeah. That’s right. Being married. A while back one of my co-workers was like “Are you married?” Dude. You’ve known me for a year. Have I ever once mentioned a husband? No. I haven’t.  But then he cited that I was wearing a ring which of course prompted me to launch into a whole story about the Claddagh ring, it’s history, and it’s meaning when worn certain ways, even though I was apparently wearing my ring totally wrong.

I admitted it. I was wrong. Me, who loves any and all things Irish was wrong about the symbolism of wearing the Claddagh ring a certain way. For those of you who don’t know, the Claddagh ring is a traditional Irish ring of love, sometimes worn as a wedding ring. I have owned and worn a claddagh since my freshman year of college and have always been under the impression that it is always worn on the left ring finger, regardless of status. Depending upon whether you were taken or single, it was worn a different way. I thought if you were single, you wore it with the crown facing your heart and if you were taken, you wore it with the crown outward. Please note that after researching the ring in depth for this post, I realized I’m not exactly the best Irish person as everything I’ve read tells me that I’m wrong.  Plus for a few years I was actually wearing my old Claddagh ring on my left hand middle finger because it was too big for my ring finger. Irish fail in the biggest sense. Oh well. At least today I’m wearing a green shirt, gold Converses and listened to Gaelic Storm while driving to work. I hope that earns me back some Irish points.

Even though there are apparently several different variations and perhaps the way I have been wearing it is out there somewhere, the one that I’ve come across the most is the following:

Success. Ring is finally on the correct hand and finger. Please note my festive green nail polish.

Left hand, ring finger: Married or engaged or committed to another person for life

Right hand, ring finger with heart pointing toward the finger tip: Single and ready to mingle

Right hand, ring finger with the ring turned around: Romantically involved but have yet to take the plunge

So, now that we have that all straightened out, please be well aware that I will no longer be giving off a visual sign via my ring that I am married or engaged. I am now wearing it on the correct finger in the correct way. I only wish I had thought about looking this up earlier as who knows how many guys have looked at me, seen my ring, and thought I was taken. As if I couldn’t worsen my karma in the love department anymore, I apparently have. Out of all the shit I randomly wikipedia, I couldn’t have one day thought to wikipedia that? Nope. I’m too busy wearing the ring on the wrong finger and potentially scaring away guys. Unless you’re one of those guys that didn’t know it was St. Patrick’s Day. In which case, please wear a sign stating you are oblivious to the holiday and I will gladly switch my ring to the wrong finger so you don’t get any ideas about you and me. Knowing St. Patrick’s Day is about as important as knowing my birthday.

Xo,

Your Future Wife

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