I just need to put this out there from the beginning: this post is going to be a tad ridiculous. That said, I am now going to embrace the silliness wholeheartedly.
One of the fun, girly things that my girly friends have been asking me lately is if I have started to practice my new signature. Oddly, it’s been a few years since I’ve had a crush on a boy in this way and felt the need to daydream about our future love, marriage , and doodle my first name with his last all over my binder. I guess you could say the humiliation factor of someone potentially seeing my name with his intertwined all over my notebook was a little bit of a turn-off.
So, fast-forward 13 years, and here I am sitting at work doing the exact opposite.
I’ve reworked “Claire Monahan” in several different styles. One of the strangest things about this future new last name is that I will no longer end in an “i.” Nothing to dot, nothing to flip, just an “n” that drifts off. How do I finish a signature with this?
So my dilemma today led me to doodle my new name all over my notebook. I’ve designated which ones are good for certain occasions, so I might have to do a poll later to get your input on which signature you like best.
The funniest thing about all of this, however, is that I really do know what my future husband’s last name is. No more guesswork required.
I guess I should also retire the twisting of the apple stem with a corresponding, “A…B…C…D…” to find out what my future husband’s last name begins with, but that superstition I might never be able to let go.
Now I’m going to go practice my signature some more, since that industrious “n” is going to give me some problems until I finally decide that I have mastered its complete sign-off.