
I think having the baseline hope that I actually like my husband and not just drawn into from desperatation or having spent so much time it would make sense. Or that he is taller than me so much so that I can go above those ugly ahh kitten heels. Or that I can have high high hopes that it’s just one specific guy that I will need to tell me it’ll never ever happen before I walk down that aisle. I’d say at least the first two are achievable. Hopefully.