No one wants to admit to turning into the kind of person who prefers a cosy night in with their other half rather than a wild night out on the tiles. What a snorefest! But, seriously, when you meet that guy, it is one heck of a slippery slope…

First, you find him.
He’s ok, but you’re happy being single. You don’t want a boyfriend. He did have nice eyes though. And he’s a Virgo. But no. You’re not getting your hopes up. Anyway, you have such a hectic social life you simply don't have the time for a boyfriend.

Then you start texting.
Big deal, ye know? It doesn’t mean anything. Sure doesn't he text his mam aswell? He probably doesn't ask his mam out for a few drinks though. And if he did, she probably wouldn't do a happy dance around her bedroom like you just did, young lady!

Then you meet up, during the DAY.
After a couple of night time dates, one of you suggests meeting up during the day. What does it mean? Not that you care, you’re still happy being single, seriously. This is just a bit of fun. You have NO expectations. Still, a day time date hints that he wants to see you when he’s sober. Is he a crazy person, or could it be something else? 

Then you make it official.
Yay! It’s official! He’s your boyfriend. And he’s lovely. God – how true is it that the second you stop looking they come crawling out of the woodwork, eh? Typical! It’s good though. You’re very happy. Not that you weren’t happy before – you were. VERY happy. But now you’re different happy. 

Then it’s his birthday.
Sorry girls, you won’t be out this weekend. It’s your boyfriend’s birthday and you have something special planned. No, you’re not turning into one of those girls who ditch their friends when they get a boyfriend, it’s just ‘cause it’s his birthday. And last weekend he had planned that thing for you. The weekend before? Well, you were just busy! You’ll be out next weekend though, promise.

Then you go on a girls’ night out.
You are VERY excited and spend hours getting ready. But after a couple of hours you start to look forward to being able to go home for a cuddle. You keep it to yourself though, because you haven’t, and never will, turn into one of THOSE people.

Then you upload a loved up photo to Facebook.
It’s not too mushy, just an innocent photo of the pair of you at the beach watching the sunset. What? It was a nice sunset, that’s all!

Then your single friends give you ‘the look’.
You meet up with the girls for lunch, and you can’t wait to tell them about how funny your boyfriend was last night. Guess what he said? Guess what he did? Isn’t he great? Cue: the ‘you’ve changed’ look. Brush it off and keep the rest of your cute boyfriend tales for your equally loved up friends.

Then you do a quick search for wedding dresses on Etsy.
You were just bored. It doesn’t mean anything – sure you used to do this when you were FIVE, for Christ’s sake. You delete your internet history, all the same.

Then he does something that really gets on your nerves.
You always swore you wouldn’t go out with someone who wore his jeans up around his nipples, but when he does it, it’s not a deal breaker. This is the ultimate sign that you have absolutely entered coupledom. You call your friends and organise an emergency girls’ night out – things just got serious!