There are many perspectives on the fate of the modern day single woman. Books are written about us, explaining why we are who we are; books are written to us, graciously advising us on how not to be us. Occasionally, some self-appointed relationship guru actually has neither counsel nor condescension for us. They merely advise the world to treat us as normal and even go a step further to insinuate that we are the new normal – for now. Although each perspective varies in its outlook on what will become of the 21st century single gal, there seems to be a common theme that connects each outlook: WE ARE JUST BIDDING TIME. Even those of us who profess contentment (dare I say…sheer bliss) with our lives are JUST BIDDING TIME. We are waiting to be un-single. After all, isn’t that the goal of every relationship on which we embark post 25ish…to be un-single?
So, this blog represents one perspective of many. A single gal in her mid-30s who at any given moment can describe how she feels about her life -where it is and where it is going - using several (most often, all) of these adjectives: blissful, lonely, content, eager, excited, sad, uncertain, fulfilled, unfinished, appreciative, passionate, bored…
I am certain un-single gals can not identify with any of this. After all, aren’t single gals the only complicated human beings whose days are spent balancing one’s contradictions?
