This is My Life?!

One day you're living your best life, drinking margs on the patio, going to shows, meeting cute guys, dating some of them here and there - just as carefree as can be. And then suddenly you wake up from this shimmering daydream only to realize that you are 32 years old and single. No husband, no kids, you’re not even a goddamn divorcée. In one moment, every choice you have ever made comes rushing up to punch you straight in the face. WTF happened to me?! What series of events has led me to this unfortunate position? 

Maybe you stayed in a few relationships just a little (i.e. years) too long. Maybe you shouldn’t have been so nonchalant about finding someone before your eggs started drying up into raisins. Maybe you’ve found that you have an amazing flair for finding people who never live up to your expectations. However you ended up here, when spinsterhood gently smiles upon you, there are two ways to deal with it:

1) Adopt a few cats and get on with accepting your life as it is

2) Completely lose your shit, compose yourself again, and come up with a serious plan to find someone to share your life with

I chose the second route (my landlord doesn’t allow pets), and my story unfolds here…

Waking up to my fresh reality of spinsterhood