Saturday, December 20th, 2008
I have been single for what seems like an eternity. Despite a smattering of dates here and there, I’ve hit a drought. And not just a seasonal drought, it’s more of like a sub-Saharan multigenerational kind of drought.
I don’t know how this happened, it didn’t start as a drought. It started as a break. A break from all the stormy weather you encounter at the demise of a relationship. I was going to take some time to reconfigure what it meant to be Giyen. But then break turned into dry spell and then into a full on drought in just a blink of an eye. I am just now encountering the notion of dating again. And am now one of those people who says, “Where do you meet guys? The good kind?”
At this point, I have been in relationships most of my adult life with some massive dating before and in between. I keep telling myself that I am going to start seriously putting myself out there but I never seriously do. Perhaps I am suffering the ill effects of too many RomComs. Or maybe it’s just harder to meet someone when you’ve become a woman of a certain age. So many guys that are in their mid-30s are ready to start procreating and I am not there. I will never get there. I don’t plan on having any more kids. As a single mom this means I am looking for a “daddy type” who doesn’t want kids. Where the hell do you find that (aside from someone who could be the age of my daddy as well)? Plus, Seattle is not known as the easiest place to meet people – a.k.a. the Seattle Freeze. People go to coffee shops and open their laptops and put their headphones on – instead of going to coffee shops to talk to people. This is nuts.
All I know is that watching Jon, Bryan, Hal and Mark, husbands of Dooce, Mighty Girl, Girls Gone Child and Cool Mom totally made me miss having a partner. But not for all the reasons that you would imagine. It’s just that I have a really odd sense of humor and I laugh all of the time. Sometimes to myself. I think it would be good to always have someone standing next to me so I don’t look crazy laughing to myself. That’s where a husband fits in. I think that it will cut down number of instances where people think I am nuts. Maybe by 50%.
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