Uncharacteristic (of me)

I'm wondering if I should stop reading the Vows section of the Sunday Times. The last two really got to me. This couple who took 8 or so months before he could even decide that he definitely wanted to kiss her and then 5 years later got married--arriving to the location in a canoe paddled by her dad.

And then these guys who met and dated in 1981, broke up, and ten years passed. They saw each other again and it took months for one to convince the other to go on a date with him. Sixteen years later they were finally able to legally get married.

I guess it's the idea of the unimaginable happening or taking the long road to your happy ending that gets to me, a bit. The easy, fairytale stories bore me--the kind where everything falls into place instantly. If you never have some kind of resistance how can you appreciate how good something is? Or maybe it's my inner curmudgeon coming out.