So I know that I should be content and enjoy the single life and that this is a time of preparation and the whole host of other comments everyone who is happily a double offers to you with the big dollop of sympathy head tilt. I am definitely not coming at this post from the perspective that marriage is a fairytale, though two years ago or maybe less I was still waiting on my Disney caricature to ride in or walk in and forever change my life with the pinging star bouncing off of his side front tooth when he smiled. Thankfully and sometimes unnecessarily and not so welcomed-ly, my married friends of all ages have given me backstage passes to their real-life dramas. Maybe that's why I'm still single and just getting comfortable using the word committment in the same sentence as my name in the very recent past. I couldn't even sleep in my own house that I paid for for longer than a week or two until about nine months ago, I may or may not have committment issues on all levels but I have admitted that I have a problem and I am willing to stay the course to work it out or maybe the pinging star off the front tooth in the pearly white smile will leave me star struck and completely situated after love at first look.
We are going to leave the serious husband talk to the t-totalers for a minute and get to the heart of the matter. I apparently give off the perception to those that I come across and don't know super intimately that I am a very put-together person. On the days that I take my medis, I can find myself agreeing with them in moments of focused, prioritized, completion of my day and then there's all the other times. Like when I wear a white dress with black underwear to work or the fact that I have to live in a very safe neighborhood because if I take my purse out of my car I won't remember to put it back in there and I typically forget to lock the car doors or roll the windows up, my keys can 99% of the time be found in the front door (is it breaking and entering when the keys are in the front door?) So here are my thoughts, I have a good brain. It is smart and capable and very skilled in many areas but it clearly needs a double for all of the mindless reasons that two are better than one.
