Why is it that people in relationships have a tendency to feel bad for their friends who don’t have a significant other? And they are always saying they think they know someone you may like? As if being single is a curse or automatically means you’re lonely.
You know what time it is right now for me?
It’s time for me to be selfish.
It’s for me to do things only thinking about myself.
If I want to watch a girlie flick, I can do so without the worry of a guy trying to dissuade me.
If I want to spend a Saturday night giving myself a mani/pedi, I can do so without complaint from anyone.
If I want to roll around my entire bed throughout the night, I can do so without worrying about bumping anyone off of it.
If I want to spend a night just reading, i can do so without worrying that I’m ignoring someone.
If I want to just date without worrying about hurting anyone’s feelings, I can do so.
If I want to have a set workout schedule throughout the week, i can do so without someone complaining that I don’t have time for them.
If I want to go on a weekend getaway with just the girls, I can do so.
If I don’t feel like shaving my legs for a week or two, I can do so (more than that it just gets uncomfortable).
I can make myself whatever I’M craving without having to consider what someone else might be craving.
If I want to flirt shamelessly with the guy at the store, I can do so without guilt.
Clearly, many if these things can and are done by women in relationships, but not all. This is ME time and I am totally okay with that.
EDIT: After reading a couple replies I feel I need to add to this. I am in no way knocking being in a relationship. I’ve been in a few good ones where it’s great and you don’t feel you need all the things I listed, I am fully aware. I am only referring to the people in relationships that pity those who are not. The people who automatically think you’re incomplete because you don’t have a significant other. Or think you want to be set up all the time. THAT is who I am referring to.
Why do you feel the need to contact me after months of not hearing from you? I just started dating again, don’t mess it up for no reason, that’ll upset me lots.
K thanks, Jojo
The Date (pictured above was my outfit of choice)
Okay, so I went out on a “date” last night. I use the term loosely because we met up for happy hour at a bar/lounge. So in ThinnerThoughts’ footsteps I joined OkCupid *sigh*. I never really saw myself joining one of those sites but at the same time was really tired of meeting guys at a bar. Most of them just want to get to laid or are utter bags of douche. So I signed up, made my profile, and waited to see what happened or how many creepers would come out of the woodwork. I really like the fact that I could filter out people, like age range I have filtered is 25 to 35 and must live within 25 miles of me, etc.
Gladly, when someone messages you, you can see their profile pic, and let’s be honest here, there HAS to be that initial physical attraction at first, and if I didn’t feel that initial attraction, I for the most part just wouldn’t even open the message. Then there were some that caught my eye…so I explored. Seem normal enough, definitely cute and pretty local…not too shabby. So we text, chat and add each other on Facebook (because you know that is like super important so we can troll each others profiles and see if we REALLY want to meet or not).
Anyway, so now the date. We meet at said bar, I was a little late because of stupid parking. I stroll in, mentally crossing my fingers that he isn’t a troll that just pictures well. Think we were both pleasantly surprised (or relieved haha) and we hugged it out.
In the end, he seems like a really good guy, good values and we laughed a lot, shared a lot of stories, how we grew up, family, we both tried alligator tacos for the first time and there weren’t any awkward silences. So all is good. We both said we should go ride our beach cruisers soon, but this weekend I have my Warrior Dash competition so I’m busy, so we will see!
After much contemplating….
…think I’m actually ready to start dating again. *sigh*
It’s grueling, no? I mean, the need to impress the other person? It’s like this ritual of courtship that sometimes I wish it can all be bypassed and just throw it all out on the table, like, “here I am, this is all me, I have my good points and my bad points, if after hearing all this you want to continue then yay” and vice versa.
Thankfully I’ve never really had any horrid date stories, although not all have been too thrilling either.