7/9/07

A New Start

So I have to get better at this blogging thing. Like writing & posting to it, for one thing.

I was on vacation last week. An entire week at the beach. It was heaven. I didn't want to come back...back to the real world and my real job and deciding what in the hell I'm doing with my life. Why would a 30-something single woman choose to move back to Asheville? Population barely 100,000. Not a place to 1)be a career woman or 2)find a fabulous single guy to spend the rest of my life with. But I love it here. I'm comfortable here. Isn't it more important to be in a place that makes you happy? I was in one of the supposed best city for singles for almost five years and I didn't meet Mr. Right or even Mr. I Think I Can Live With This.
All I could think of when I had to get up and go to work this morning was "why am I not one of those women I saw at the beach who are spending the summer there with their perfect kids in their perfect beach house with their perfect husband who joins them for long weekends? Okay, I know that's a little overboard on the perfects, but the grass sure looks greener. Sometimes I just get so exhausted taking care of everything myself. And sometimes it's just plain lonely. I don't care so much about the normal "couple" things, like having a date for the company Christmas party. What I miss and want to have again is having someone there on Sunday nights. Someone to order Chinese and watch a movie with.

However, I just have to say I am not to the point in my singleness where I would ever consider going on a reality-TV dating show. I have watched bits and pieces of "The Age of Love," with the 20s vs. the 40s, and it's just appalling. To see these women humiliating themselves to try to win a man just pains me as a woman, as a person. I feel like it sets us all back a hundred years. I normally don't watch reality shows at all, but there's nothing on TV right now & I admit I'd seen the promos for this one & was a little curious. Turns out it's worse than I could've imagined. Shame on you, Mark Consuelos!

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