… that makes it suddenly socially acceptable to point out a person’s single status?
So far it’s been nothing more than an offhand comment, but I’m kind of anticipating it to ramp up as we head into the Christmas week.
It always does… usually Christmas dinner is the prime time to hear the “so when are you finally going to bring a boy home?”
Newsflash, I haven’t brought anyone home in 27 years, why start now?
I’m clearly just avoiding my first divorce…
If I wanted something drooling on me I’d get a puppy…
I spend all my free time at the gym so I can be a good wife someday…
So yeah… I wrote the above post a few days before Christmas with intentions of publishing it the next day.
But I didnt. (thanks for stating the obvious Becca)
After I hit save and crawled into bed I got to thinking why these comments bother me. And honestly… it’s because being single bothers me.
Don’t get me wrong, I am happier than I’ve ever been, I couldnt have done what I did in the last year if I was in a relationship and I wouldn’t be who I am if I had been in relationships all along… but come on, I can’t even get a date.
Yes, I totally get that my life is a bit different because of prep, but that doesn’t make me a freak of nature.
I feel like I’m at a point in my life where I really don’t “need” someone to be there to “complete me” (how I hate when people feel that way), but you know it would be really nice to have someone to enhance what I’ve already got.
You know what I’m trying to say?
I knew all the stuff with moving back home would be hard. I didn’t date before leaving Montreal not because of prep, but because I was leaving. I guess I assumed after the move it would be easy, come on people, I’m a catch right?!
Yeah, mildly crazy but at least I’m drama free and take care of myself right? Sure that means I have no boobs and diet year round, but that’s me. Is there really no one who can deal with that?
… or me?
Okay, end #whitegirlproblems and #singlegirlproblems rant