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I’m single. So what?

I can’t believe I am actually going to say this but I think I’ve finally come to grips with being single. Mark my words I guess but it finally dawned on me that being comfy in my own skin was a bit more important than having to have someone else’s right next to me to make me feel whole. But my newfound comfort level pretty much got shaken at lunch last week. Over sandwiches and cheesecake of all things. And a tall glass of sweet tea. Crammed in a leather booth with five other work mates.A married coworker said something I JUST HATE TO HEAR.

“You need a man,” she said. I nearly spit out my rich, cakey goodness as I slowly removed the fork from my mouth.

It was abrupt in a pure New York accent. I think maybe she meant well. Who the hell knows. In front of the whole damn table she said this. And I just laughed it off. Everyone at the table was either married or practically married. There was only one other single chick at the table who is younger than me. Her eyes nearly feel out of her head. And because I’m just so damn lovable (yea, right) I just let it go.

I get asked a lot why I’m not married. More than I feel I need to.

“You have so much going for yourself, I would think any man would want to snatch you up!” or “I go to church with such and such guy you should meet.” That last one always gets me going and I try my best to be polite about it. I usually just want to say why are you assuming I take communion? Or what makes you think I’m not an atheist.

And then I get this whole bit like, “Oh with how busy you are, I bet you don’t even have the time.” Why does my singlehood have to be justified like that?

I’m convinced that single is the new relationship. I have said this before but only embraced it seriously today. Mainly because sorting out your life into cardboard boxes at midnight kind of makes you reflect on life for some reason. I’ve made a huge improvement in my attitude toward life and have finally come to a great happy place with the world of just me. Even after that little lunch. But I will admit hearing such remarks sickens me about the same way hearing something bigoted would rile me up.

I don’t feel the need to justify why I’m single. I just am. So why can’t people leave it alone? I’m single. So what?

Awww. Poor single kitty.

Hahaha. Check out the latest cat from the lol generator. She even looks a little like me.

Getting too comfy at work

That’s a hard one.
On the one hand you feel pretty good that those managing you see you in the right light and you are finally saying to yourself, “YES!!! Everything is working out in my favor!”
You are driving with the windows down, the top town, the sunroof pulled back…whatever. And you are driving home with the reassuring breeze in your hair, knowing that the chips are falling into place after years of agony.
You pop open that beer when you get home, sigh and feel pretty damn good.
But wait! The higher you feel, the harder you fall.
Don’t get too comfy. NO matter how much you have toiled and feel you deserve this warm feeling of self-affirming luxury.
Even if you really want to feel settled. Even after it’s been 10 years. Don’t sit back in your chair, soaking it all in…no matter how tempting.
I’m probably not telling you anything you don’t already know.
But sometimes everyone needs a kick in pants.
There is a stack of resumes, just waiting to replace you.