When I was in my 20's Bridget Jones was hilarious....... now her diary's just 'advice'.
Sex and the City was something to aspire to beacuse "When I'm THAT old I'll earn more and be able to have shoes like that too".
My Big Fat Greek Wedding was a fantasy that I bought into as the single girl who always wondered what it would be like to be the most popular girl in the room who married the guy who used to go out with Carrie from SATC.... Because come on, we all know John Corbet is an actor and that SATC and MBFGW are not the same story - but when you see the guy who your saw on screen in heated athletic positions with SJP fall innocently in love with the Daddy's girl who's style sense wouldn't have rivled his old girlfriends in any contest... only the greatest of realists wouldn't believe that it could be them. (ranting - apologies - I will get to my point)

I'm single and I'm in my 30's - I am financially independant and I'm doing OK. I don't really feel like being saved from my life anymore - I'm not sitting in my ivory tower growing my hair into a rope so that a knight on a big white charger can rescue me. I'm Ok - I'm good thanks- I'm having a great time.Little bit vino colapso the other night and was chatting to my mother - and said - "Look, really sorry Mum, but i'm not totally convinced that you're going to get your second round of Grandchildren - I'm not very sure I want to devote myslef to picking up after someone else, boys smell" (eloquence has always been one of my stronger points after a couple of bottles glasses of wine). Mother's stock answer was fairly appropriate "You just haven't met the right man yet darling - now drink a big glass of water and go to bed".
Is this a realisation that lots of women in my situation have at my age? Does it come along quite naturally when you've fought enough battles on your own to think that you're not sure if you do really want someone to go through the next batch with? All the more reason to relish our financial independance - goodness sounds like Germaine Greer.... never thought that would happen.
All this rambling results in one question..... and I'm trying to figure out exactly what that is - any thoughts?

Honey, I'm right there with you. And I know a few gals (30s, single, homeowners, independently, well, getting by just fine) doing the same. Hoping to find a guy who will--at the very least--not drag us down... financially, emotinally, you get the picture. "You'll meet the right man." Oh, yeah, when...if ever? They didn't all get married right out of college to girls who knew they wanted a wedding and babies right then while the rest of us were battling through, discovering our lives? What is the question then? "Waiting for the right (forever) guy: what's the point?"
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