I’ve only been at my job for a little over a year– the nameplate outside my office is brand-new and I have a large stack of business cards I’ve barely made a dent in. But six months from now, I’ll fill out paperwork for a new nameplate and a new stack o’ business cards– I’m going to change my name!
The feminist in me demanded that I at least consider *not* changing it. And I did– I’ve had my name for as long as I can remember. My awards, papers, and diplomas are in my maiden name. And the process of changing names seems like a lot of paperwork, hand-wringing, and hair-pulling.
So why am I changing it? Because my fiance’s last name is a lot shorter
Okay, that’s not the only reason why, but it’s a biggie. My current last name is long and frequently mispronounced. My whole life, I’ve cringed as people completely butchered my last name in unimaginable ways. I once had an elementary school teacher mispronounce my name so it rhymed with something really embarrassing. Talk about mortifying! So the the idea of changing to a really short, extremely easy to pronounce name is very appealing. Plus, I have a brother to carry on the family name
Do any of you like your new last name more than your old one?
I have always had a love-hate relationship with my last name. It is always mispronounced and mispelled, it such a unique last name, that I will be sad to see it go. Unfortunately, my fiance has the same problem with his last name. I keep telling myself that it is 3 letters shorter so that is 3 less letters that I have to spell. My new name won’t be as good, but I always knew that I would change my name when I got married.
I do wish that I was marrying someone with the last name of Smith or Jones, but in some way and glad that I am going from one unique name to another no matter the hassles that it causes.