Single

I've been spending a lot of time with Ken and find that I'm with him more than I'm alone. I have maybe two evenings a week where I don't see him but it's usually because I've got something else going on. Tonight, I am home alone and have absolutely no plans. I was talking to my sister on the phone and she asked what I was doing. I admitted that I was standing over the stove, eating out of the pan. She commented how nice it is to be able to eat right out of the pan or do whatever else my heart desires without anyone else looking at me funny. It got me thinking about all the good things about being single (as in unmarried) and living alone. Here are a few:

Eating straight out of the pan/jar/box/bag, etc
Being nekkid!!!
Controlling the remote (I don't get any tv channels, but I get to pick my movies)
Being as messy as I want
Being as clean as I want
Carrying on multiple text, email, instant message conversations as I want without someone feeling ignored
Hours and hours of pointless facebook and myspace quizzes/bulletins
Passing gas & belching at will
Not having to close the bathroom door
Leaving my hair stuff & makeup all over the bathroom
Going to sleep when I want
Not having to be quiet when insomnia strikes
Not having to check with someone else before doing what I want to do
Spontaneity!!
Not having to share a closet or dressers
The entire bed is "my side of the bed"
No one hogging all the blankets/pillows
Keeping the temperature at MY comfort level

Those are just a few... And even though I'm not married, some of those things I'm already losing...

Sad, that.

After a while.

I read this on a friend of a friend's blog... It really struck a chord in me.


After a while, you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open,
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads
On today because tomorrow's ground
Is too uncertain. And futures have
A way of falling down in midflight,
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth
You learn and you learn...
With every goodbye you learn

-Veronica A Shofstall