Serendipi-tea . . .: What I've Learned From Being Single and 30-ish

I haven't really written many blog entries that are not lists or quotes lately. So here goes . . .

I'm single and I really don't hate it. In fact, it's pretty cool most of the time. I'm not knocking being coupled up, yo. This is just how I'm livin' for right now. Enjoy.

I'm learning to date for fun, not for a relationship. I spent the whole of my 20's in serious relationships. Things are a little different in my 30's. I want to experience people (no, not always like that). I just want to take it easy, but I do realize that a girl's got needs too . . .mmmmm hmmmmmm.

I've never really been into the fantasy of a house, white picket fence, kids and the perfect husband. These things do not exist, except for maybe in Stepford. I have different goals right now like doing my job well, taking care of myself, and appreciating the things I have in my life--family, friends, and my Sophia. My fantasies at the moment revolve around chill people, cold beer, and some good music. I don't need to be in a relationship to feel love and to give love.

I don't call men, they can call me. That may sound conceited, or old fashioned, but so far, it's workin'. Anyway, if a guy gives me his number, you can guarantee nothing is going to happen. (Well, something might happen, but it sure as hell isn't going to be a relationship.) Anyway . . . I've been down that route before. It's not from "the rules" or even him "just not being that into me". It's just that I'm too old to chase dudes around. If he wants to call me, he will.

I'm working on me. This sounds so cheesy, but it's kinda true. By reading, writing, meeting new people and just basically doing me, I'm learning my lessons in my own time. Plus, I get to work on my flirting skillllzzzzzz. And flirting is one of my favorite hobbies. I'm also aware that I am a bed, blanket, and pillow hog. I'm messy when I create things. I'm moody and not a morning person. I have an irrational fear of bears. I can be a real treat to live with. You get the idea.

I can do the boy stuff like take my car to the mechanic, take out the trash, reach things on high shelves and, hey, I can even start my own car when it is cold outside. When it comes to things like objective male opinions, I go to my guy buddies. When I need advice on more expert dude stuff, I go to my Dad.

Sex makes things weird, but sometimes weird isn't so bad. I've also found that sex without love is meaningless, but sometimes a little meanigless can be fun. It's all very relative and about how you choose to roll with it, ladies and gents.

And finally, if one more person asks me the question, "What about online dating?" I will be forced to stab them with a spoon.

That is all.

Love Always,

Nik