Twenty years ago Tired Papa and I got married.
Yes, we celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary a few weeks ago.
And yes, I'm still happy I married him.
But twenty (plus) years ago I decided that I would keep my last name when I got married.
At the time, (I'm told) I also promised my fiancé that if we made it to twenty years of wedded bliss I would take his name.
I must admit I find it weird that the man who can't remember to turn off the bathroom light is reminding me of a promise I made twenty plus years ago.
But, anyhow -
Tired Papa's last name is the surname of our three children. It's also the last name of our dog and cat - at least according to our vet.
So, friends? I guess I'm about to change my name.
And you know what? I now wish I'd done it twenty years ago when there was cake, presents and dancing involved.
At least when we got married there was a party attached to all this paperwork, now it's just another thing to check off on my already very long to-do list.
But, I’ll get it done.
And I’ll even try and do it before another twenty years go by.