Monday, May 18, 2009

'cause when I was single, my pockets did jingle, and I wish I was single again

~fiery furnaces

okay, so maaaaaaaybe that's not actually really true. even a little. I don't want to be single again. but there are some things about being single that I'm starting to miss.

like butterflies.
and planning actual dates.
and not talking about getting married.

I have been thinking about getting married for OVER.A.YEAR. To a man who just yesterday told me that he "isn't really sure who he is" and "is feeling scattered" and "just doesn't know." glory be, best news ever.

did I mention that at the wedding on saturday I caught the bouquet and he caught the garter? yep. rocktastic.

I think that the life of someone in a committed relationship is actually a lot more tiresome than one whose dating. It's less complicated and less like a rollercoaster, but it just plain wears you out.

I miss having no pants parties. And watching Grey's whenever I wanted. And naps. And takeout. And not thinking "when will he get his act together?" And I miss having fewer worries. I mean, overall net worry quota? SO much lower than it was, say, two years and change ago. But.

I am just having a bout of stupid and taken instead of smart and single right now. I'll get over it. Pinkie swear.