(A bit of background to this short story: Today, I mailed our wedding invitations, over 130 of them.)
So as we were leaving his house to go out for dinner tonight, I said something to the effect of,
“It made me more than a little bit nervous to put those invitations in the mail box. I mean – it’s so final. Before I mailed them, we could change our mind but now we can’t.”
Didn’t exactly come out as I’d intended.
What I meant was, “change our mind” about how many people we should be inviting or I don’t know really know what else. Just change our mind in general about details concerning the wedding.
What it could easily have been interpreted to mean:
“change our mind” about whether or not to get married. Oops. I don’t want to change my mind about that.
Luckily, Nik has a sense of humor.