Right now is one of those times when I'm less than thrilled about being single. Yes, I am kinda seeing someone, but it's not that serious yet. I need something serious right now because I need somebody to drag to the office Xmas party and the multitude of other business-related holiday parties I'm facing in the coming month. I've learned the hard way that the office party is not the place to bring a "casual something". The office party is for spouses, fiances, significant others.
"The guy I see" isn't quite appropriate for this setting. Why? Because for the rest of the year the boss will ask "How's Dave"... or worse, "Where's Dave" because by then I've moved onto to someone else, but I don't really feel like explaining it. It can be awkward. After awhile I start to get embarrassed because there's been times when it was a different guy every office social occasion. Glad, yes, that I had guys available...but also embarrassed because I might be looking like a slut.
But I don't really like going alone, either. I can be a little clumsy, socially, at parties where I don't know a lot of people. It's better when I have someone with me that can save me from myself and my awkward behavior. So being single is about to suck soon because the office party is in a couple of weeks.
This time of year is probably the time I'm most likely to wish I could wave a magic wand and change my situation, but there are a few other times when I'd prefer not to be single:
- A couple of months ago "something" happened in a neighboring apartment and several of her roaches found their way into my apartment. I've always been pleased that my place was not the exaggerated, overdone stereotype of a roach-infested NYC apartment. But, in a flash, I went from seeing maybe 1-2 roaches a year to 1-2 a day. I was not happy. And as much smack as I can talk, I can be taken down by an insect because I am terrified of roaches. I can barely bring myself to squash one so I usually try to drown them...which is stupid because they're not always in the sink. Pouring water on the floor or trying to throw it on them as they scurry across the wall is, well... So it would have been really nice to let him take care of them...if there had been a him.
- There was a recent article in the Sunday New York Times (http://nyti.ms/biMM5b) about a single woman who had bedbugs and felt that having a husband would have made this more manageable. I can relate to that.
- Whenever I need help with electronics I have to borrow Tony, Traci's husband. I'm afraid she (or he) may get sick of me one day.
- In the wintertime, I don't always want to walk the dog at night in the freezing cold. That's something he could do.
I'm sure there must be other times when being single can suck, but this is all I got right now? Can you think of any?
