It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Given that this is a blog about dating and relationships…and given that I have had neither for a while, I haven’t had anything to write about.

And yet there’s a giant pink elephant in the room that is prodding me to write about it.

Being single is part of my world, and worthy of talking about. Because no one else is comfortable talking about someone being single. It’s like it’s taboo, and you know how I love doing taboo things!

I get those uncomfortable looks of pity…or people start trying to set me up with their second cousin’s son. (That’s a lie. No one has ever tried to set me up. EVER.) People are clearly uneasy with my odd number, my lack of a plus one (though my friend Jason makes a great +1), my fifth wheel status.

On New Year’s Eve, an acquaintance asked where my other half was. I told her I didn’t have one. She insisted that I did. I laughed and assured her I would know if I did have a husband or boyfriend.

“Well…do you have a roommate then?”

“Uh…my teenage son?”

I guess she had me mixed up with someone else. But I felt like her brain couldn’t comprehend that I wasn’t paired up. I feel the same sometimes. It was awkward to say the least.

I’ve been working on being okay with my single status. I have friends who have been single for decades and they seem to really and truly love their lives. Or is it a farce? Do they put on a brave face to the world, all the while hoping that the guy in line for coffee might be the one?

For the most part, I don’t mind being alone. I’m great company. I don’t need to have someone around to enjoy myself. But I have to admit that I look at my singleness as an anomaly, that I’m only single until things straighten out and I find a man worthy of me.

I don’t want to feel that way. I want to totally rock my single status and show the world that there’s more than one way to be. More than one relationship to have.

It’s a work in progress, to be sure.

I'm a writer, author (yes, there IS a difference!), world traveler, and entrepreneur. I like cold foam lattes, sushi, and stout beer...just not usually at the same time.

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