Yup. My shit or get off the pot deadline was two years from date #1.
I would've given him longer than 2 years since we were babies, except that 2 years happen to fall around the time I needed to start figuring where the hell I was going to look for a job after law school.
But we got engaged 9 years ago. If I were on the market today, I'm not sure I'd even give him 2 years. Sheeeeeeit. I ain't a baby anymore. I know what I want. I know whether you've got it. And you know you either want me or you don't. This ain't hard, sweetie.
DH and I were together a little over 4.5 years when we got engaged. It felt like FOREVER, even though we were teenagers when we started dating and we'd had dozens of marriage conversations beforehand. Ten years is just insane.
Yeah, I had a vague feeling I'd been insulted but it took me a minute to figure out why. The implication is that she wasn't sleeping well because her boyfriend of a decade hadn't proposed. So she was insecure and/or had no control over the situation and/or chose to sit around for ten years being so unhappy that she couldn't sleep well at night. Now she's bagged her man and a fat diamond so she is sleeping well.
I'd like this ad a lot more if it said, "Sleep like you finally earned that big promotion" or "Sleep like you finally finished all your graduate exams" or "Sleep like you finally became a homeowner" or "Sleep like you made it through the day without being awkward around strangers or walking into walls" or anything else that implies a happy, comforting accomplishment not involving a goddamn man.
That makes me chuckle, because I still wake up drenched in sweat thinking that I forgot to go to a class I'm registered for and I'm going to have to figure out how to learn everything in a few weeks and pray I pass the test. It's usually some literature or economics class and I have just somehow forgotten I was supposed to go to it. And I will walk around either worried that everyone will realize my MBA is a sham once they catch on I never made it to that class, or that I won't get my MBA. I went to graduation for it in December 2004. Why am I still having this nightmare!?!
I have this dream, but it's always about a class like fucking pottery or beadwork that should be an easy A if I had just remembered to go to class.
I have no memory of how well/poorly I slept the night we got engaged. H surprised me by flying in from halfway across the country for my college graduation, then proposed at my graduation party in front of my entire family, and then I remember nothing. It was kind of an overwhelming day. I suspect I was so exhausted that I passed right out and we didn't have sex until the next morning. Then again, we had been dating less than two years at that point, so according to this ad maybe I hadn't "earned" that good night's sleep the way I would have if he'd proposed around 18 months ago.
My best friend from HS and her H were together 10 years before he proposed. They started dating their senior year of HS, they wanted to get through college and his medical school first. They were ~29 when they got married. I don't think it's crazy to wait 10 years.
Yeah, I like all y'all, but I don't like the idea that getting married 8 years in meant I was "waiting around" for something to happen to me. Pretty sure I played an equal part in waiting that long considering I never proposed to him, either.
That makes me chuckle, because I still wake up drenched in sweat thinking that I forgot to go to a class I'm registered for and I'm going to have to figure out how to learn everything in a few weeks and pray I pass the test. It's usually some literature or economics class and I have just somehow forgotten I was supposed to go to it. And I will walk around either worried that everyone will realize my MBA is a sham once they catch on I never made it to that class, or that I won't get my MBA. I went to graduation for it in December 2004. Why am I still having this nightmare!?!
If I am really stressed, I have the dream that I am running around campus, looking for the building so I can take my last Calculus exam, only I can't find it because I didn't go to class all semester, and I'm not going to get my engineering degree.
I graduated in 1989. Yeah, I've had this dream off and on for 25+ years.
I know that IIOY is right that the ad is insulting. Yet it's so confusing that I'm almost having trouble feeling insulted. Like, nice try, dudes, but your insult doesn't even make sense.
I am disappointed to see this from the NyQuil peeps since they gave us the "Dads don't get sick days" ad for actual NyQuil.
Okay, maybe I'm super touchy but I hate that commercial too.
"This prick is asking for someone here to bring him to task Somebody give me some dirt on this vacuous mass so we can at last unmask him I'll pull the trigger on it, someone load the gun and cock it While we were all watching, he got Washington in his pocket."