My beloved iPhone hasn’t been chirping much lately. And when it does, I’m not reaching for it with excitement, wondering, ooh, is it him?
At the time of this writing (and probably reading), there is no him. I am currently manless. I am not dating anyone and I have no prospects.
Whenever I’m in this state I always contemplate when my next love interest might come along. I don’t mean my next date. It is likely I’ll have several dates before I find a love interest – someone I actually like who likes me back who I’ll have a second and third date with. I wonder, will it be a week – or several months? I’ve had short and long dry spells – how long will this one last?
About three years ago I had a dry spell that lasted nearly a year (I was recovering from a serious heartbreak). That sucked. I don’t want that to happen again. But right now, I just don’t know. This is the beginning of the dry spell. The million-dollar question is, when will it end?
It’s not that I need a man or that I’m unhappy. I’ve been doing the same stuff, going out with friends, painting, writing, working. I’m planning to embark on an incredibly exotic two week vacation in about a month and I honestly can’t wait. My life is good.
It’s just that when I’m without man I get kind of, I dunno, bored or something.
I know, as a modern day woman I’m not supposed to say those types of things. I am supposed to instead sport a bumper sticker that says:
When I first read that quote in my 20s, I thought, hell, yeah! But now, while I do still agree with it in theory, I’ve just realized that I like the bike. Gloria Steinem would so kick my ass. But then again, even Gloria got married.
I now prefer this quote from perhaps another modern day feminist, Cher:
That pretty much sums it up. I won’t die without a guy. I won’t choke without a bloke. I won’t expire without a squire. Okay, I’ll stop. I was just having some fun with that. I won’t brood without a dude. Sorry. (Feel free to add your own, it’s fun!)
So yeah. The movie of my life does not stop shooting without a love interest. But having one sure does make it more interesting.
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