Is being single a blessing or a curse?

So recently I was sitting home on a Saturday night and realized I am 35 and single. All my friends are in some sort of relationship, and I am playing remote control cowgirl on my sofa. Now don't get me wrong it was a very intimate night with myself.... First I cleaned the house, took a shower and got into my most cozy sweats and tank top, put on my favorite lotion and body spray, lit the candles and grabbed my glass of wine... plopped my ass down to begin the most erotic part of my evening... surfing the cable stations in an effort to find a movie that would not remind me I was single and home alone on "date night". After about an hour of scanning every channel that digital cable has to offer it was clear to me that one, cable was way over priced and lots of the channels are duplicates and two, there must be alot of really happy people in love because aside from Lock up and Snapped mostly everything on that night had to do with some sort of love story... Which if you have ever watched Lock up or Snapped you will know that the reason those people are on there is because they were in a relationship at one point.



My next choice was my laptop... I went to my room and grabbed my next piece of clear salvation. I can search the web for recipes, new motorcycle gear, items for my kids... So I turn on my laptop log into my email (might as well check to see if anyone sent me anything exciting) Credit card payment is due..... hmmmmm that is exciting stuff. Then there it was out of nowhere the big sign of my being single an email that said "Meet your soulmate for free sign up now". Seriously, even they were taunting me. I have signed up on a few dating websites. They are all fairly the same, I refuse to pay for what my grandparents found naturally. At this point I am so fed up I start to wonder is it really so bad being single? I mean I don't have to answer to anyone, I come and go as I please, I don't have to decide which movie we will both like to watch and when I go to bed I get to sleep anywhere I want... then I realized all the things I miss cooking dinner together, cuddling by the fire, talking until you fall asleep. It made me wonder is being single a blessing or a curse?



Sure I can wake up and walk around for hours without brushing my teeth (not that I would ever want to EWWWWWW), but then I think I could wake up brush my teeth and get a lil something something before work. I started to think about how much I must be missing being single... how maybe if I was in a relationship I could be out on a dinner date... spending time with someone other then the guy on Lock up doing 10 to 20 for attempted murder, who might I add doesn't have very good grammer.



I have now thrown my glass aside and began drinking from my second bottle of two buck chuck.... I have now resorted to putting on the bitter single woman movie to give me some empowerment (waiting to exhale)and just as I was about to hit self pitty rock bottom and a begin to drunk dial my phone... it rings, and one of my friends is on the other end hystrical crying over a fight she had with her boyfriend... and suddenly I realized maybe it is both a blessing and a curse. Because I am not dealing with the issues and drama which in my opinion is a blessing, but after my pity party drinking binge, I am sure to be hung over... which must be the curse!

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