11 July 2011

Single Girl Guide




The Single Girl Guide is part of Hello Giggles a new website for women I've "liked" on fb. Reading through some of the articles, I laugh out loud, giggle, smile, smirk, and even nod with seriousness because even if I don't completely agree, I understand.

‎"Although I’m a grown ass woman of twenty-seven, my dad still asks me to text him when I get home safe at night because his theory is that there is no one making sure I’m still alive at the end of the day except for him.
Like, he basically thinks if I don’t get a husband I’m going to get killed.
Like, every day I continue to live without one I’m che
ating death."

Some days being single does feel like cheating death... but I know I'm not ready to give in and tie myself to another human because while I think of all the gushy romantic stuff like falling asleep together and getting flowers and looking meaningfully into each other's eyes for hours... (umm maybe I do this, maybe not)... I only really regret not having a boyfriend/husband when something practical needs to get done.

I need to move house this weekend and a friend said he would book the van and drive it for me... standard man behavior... now he's backed out, bailing to go to a music festival. But he's not my boyfriend or anything, so I can't make him... I can only tell him to have a good time and be a bit angry for a while.

When I'm in the airport and husbands "watch the luggage" while women fetch coffee and go to the ladies' room... and I drag my suitcase into the stall... that's when I want a husband.

When I have sunburn on my back and I can't aloe myself or get the peeling skin off... that's when I want a boyfriend.

Yes, I want to do nice things for a man who I like hanging out with too. It would be nice to surprise someone with a nice dinner or a game or whatever he's into.

It would be nice, but it's also nice to not have someone else's drama interrupt my day-long coffee/reading spree. It's also nice to spend inordinate amounts of money on shoes and have no one complain. It's nice to have no excuse not to invite the girls over last minute and keep them over late. It's nice to feel free, so I'm going to enjoy it for as long as it lasts... till some hunk can sweep me off my feet, till someone makes it worth it not to be single.

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