So here's the deal. I've surpassed the year mark of being single. I can't begin to explain how perfect the last year was and how being single made that happen. I'm thankful that that day happened over Thanksgiving last year because it definitely opened my eyes to see all the people who actually care about me. Not to mention all the amazing experiences I've had along the way. Now I look back and wonder why I would ever date someone who licked their plate, smacked their lips, or was a know-it-all. But hey, you live and you learn right? Only took me a good 4 years to figure out what a doorkknob I was being.
Now, on to the actual reason for this post. SINGLENESS. Loud and proud baby. Yeah of course I see other couples all lovey dovey and I want that and other times I enjoy a good complaining sesh over the matter but you know what? It doesn't matter. More of my friends are single than dating and I bet none of them have to fight over the remote.
I have been in a very serious relationship with sleep over the past few months and I know if I had some kind of mancandy I'd have to sacrifice some shut eye and that won't happen. I also never have to pretend to enjoy watching football when really I like hockey. Drink water because their house doesn't stock the angel juice that is Diet Coke. And I no longer have to check in and say things like "you're cute or I miss you" two phrases that are only reserved for puppies and naps, in that order.
What I'm trying to get at is that some people act like being single is so sad and depressing. It's a downright shame. Well it's a disease that has been running rampant across my lady friends for years and apparently the only cure is a boyfriend. GET OUT OF HERE. Cue Bryan Adams because looking back these are going to be some of the best days of our lives. We can literally do anything we want. Sweatpants Saturday? Sure. Fall asleep reading a book? Done. Don't answer your phone? Yep. Asleep before 9? Nailed it.
One day I'm going to tell some guy that I'll hang out with him for the rest of his life if he wants. But until then I'm going to live up the fact that I have an unlimited amount of single lady swag and Diet Coke supply to match.
But really though.
