You might be wondering why I decided to start this public blog, and what exactly do I have to say about anything? Probably nothing, but maybe I'll have some fun while doing it and even possibly get a few laughs from you at the same time. :)
I am a 30+ single woman who, believe it or not, is not devastated that I'm still single and without child, and yes, I did indeed have a friend of a friend say that to me recently. I chose not to marry probably the most amazing man I will ever meet because I knew he was not the man for me and I not the woman for him. A year later I've decided to share my story with...well, the world!
Growing up in the South, I lived on 3 principles: 1) College is not for obtaining your B.S. or any other nonsense, but rather your MRS. 2) If you're not married by 25, you're a spinster. Yeah, not much has changed since the days of Scarlett O'Hara. and 3) Life is not complete until you're a mother. Well, I'm not so sold that life has to stop if you only have 1, 2, or none of the above. In actuality, I can't tell you how many people say to me, on at least a weekly basis, that they live vicariously through me, wishing they could jump on a plane on a random weekend and head to the Caribbean, meet friends up at 10pm at night for a drink or two, or take a nap on the weekend whenever the fancy strikes.
Of course, some say that I'm just bitter and trying to justify my singledom. As with most things, there are two sides to every story. Of the few things I know in the world, I do know that I want to get married...one day. I have many friends with terrific marriages, and I hope to join that group at some point. However, I also know that I'm not going to spend my life at the present moment agonizing over not having a boyfriend or husband. Want to join me?
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