Tuesday, November 5, 2013

#TheSW30 Day 2


Day 2
I seem to complain quite a bit to my close friends and family about being single. However, for a good majority of the time I thoroughly enjoy it. My weekends can be spent in whatever way I see fit; visiting family, hanging out with my girls, watching sports/movies or having absolutely no plans at all. Dinners are planned around my schedule and entail whatever it is I want to eat that night. There are no arguments about anything! So sitting here trying to think about a moment or day when being single really sucked was more difficult than I thought it would be.

Jealousy. When my friends or family constantly talk about their significant other or how amazing their lives are together, that's when it sucks being single. It makes me feel like my life is not moving forward, like I am never going to be a wife or mother because I am not at the same point in life that they are. Especially when those friends or family are younger than I am.

Monday, November 4, 2013

#TheSW30

Day 1

Well I decided to jump on the bandwagon and attempt the 30 day challenge of The Single Woman blog. I have always enjoyed reading her twitter and blog posts. Why not try to do some of these myself? So here it goes...

I can't tell you how many times a week, maybe even a day, I am asked "why are you still single?" It's usually said in a tone of confusion or disbelief. Most of the time I laugh it off and say that I am just too much for one person. But really every time someone says it, whether meant to be harmless or not, I take it rather personally. What's wrong with me? Why haven't I ever been hit on at a bar? Why do I always pick guys apart?

I like to say it is because I just haven't met that one guy. The one that makes me forget to look for flaws. The one that overlooks MY flaws. The one that I randomly meet somewhere and everything just seemingly falls into place. You know, the fairy tale; the story in which improbable events lead to a happy ending.

Maybe it's because I am not ready. Maybe I'm afraid of failure, heartache, or simply not being enough for one person. I don't want the immature relationship; the jealousy, the on again/off again, the petty fighting. I want to believe there is more.