Transplanted Life
Sunday, February 15, 2004
Short entry today - Carter's waiting in the car downstairs. I just popped in here after spending the night at Carter's to change clothes, check e-mail, and grab snacks for the marathon when I saw the message on my machine. Carlos proposed! Jen said yes! She wants me to be a bridesmaid, even!

I mean, wow. What's neat is that, unlike almost every other time a friend of mine has gotten engaged, I actually am not feeling the whole "what am I doing with my life" feeling like I'm behind, as if this means they're grown-ups and I'm some kind of immature child who won't/can't move on to the next stage of my life. Well, I do feel that, but I've got a ready-made excuse, don't I? It's too early to even consider getting engaged until I've got the whole woman thing figured out.

They're talking about sometime in late July or early August. I'm so happy for them; they really love each other and in the months I've known them, the closest I've seen them come to an argument is that one time Jen grumbled about him being a little overprotective when she went to a midnight movie without him. They're a great pair; the closest I've come to that is Maggie, and I messed that up good. I have to wonder, though, if everything had worked out fine with Mags, would I be in this position? "I" probably wouldn't have moved cross-country, or if I did, I still wouldn't have seemed so unattached to whoever was in Michelle's body, and those versions of Martin and Michelle wouldn't have gotten taken apart to make the current us. Don't know whether that's objectively a good or a bad thing.

Anyway, that's beside the point. Jen's engaged, she's happy, I'm happy she's happy, and all is good on that front.

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