I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I’m not on a husband hunt and I’m not in any rush to get married or start popping out little sticky, screaming children. Don’t get me wrong… I like other people’s children (well most of them) but I, in no way, want my own anytime soon. I have lots of friends that are well on their way to getting engaged, friends that were married (past tense), friends that live together, and friends that ARE on the husband hunt every single day of their lives. I often feel entirely too young to be considering marriage. I’m not mature enough to actually be married, am I? Are you kidding? I have to commit to someone for the REST OF MY LIFE? Haha, no thanks. I can barely commit to a restaurant for dinner let alone a lifelong “partner in crime”.
I don’t understand the rush, really. Why would I want to speed things up. This is the first time in my life where I’m making money, where I can be completely selfish, where I get to figure out who I am and what I want. When I can go out, answer to no one and do as I please. Why would anyone want to ruin that?
I love being single. LOVE IT. I also don’t understand girls that have to have boyfriends. You know who I’m talking about. They bounce from one guy to another with little to no time between. They just can’t be alone. I on the other hand revel in not having a boyfriend or significant other. More time for me and what I want to do. Sometimes I think I’m alone in this thinking. As we get older and the proverbial clock continues to tick, my friends shift their perspectives. They no longer want to be single, but on their way to the American dream. Husband, kids, house, boredom. Again with the original question, what’s the rush?
I may be naive in what I’m about to say… but on top of not being in a rush, marriage doesn’t sound all that appealing. You have to share a bed, which we all know from previous posts (here) that I am not a fan of, you have to share everything (no more secrets), things get routine, you have to make decisions “together”, you have to split your family time at the holidays… the list goes on and on. Oh, and eventually you develop the responsibility of not permanently scarring your children. Who wouldn’t just jump on this golden opportunity?
And yet again I’ve convinced myself that my commitment phobia and lack of desire for long term commitment isn’t an”issue” that needs to be addressed, but a God given gift for happiness. Don’t you love when that happens…