Single Ladies Anonymous.  I really feel sometimes like I could make it a legitimate thing.  I mean, there’s groups for every other problem – alcoholism (the original issue), shopaholics (Confessions of a Shopaholic is one of my favorite movies, I think it’s the fabulous green scarf), sex addicts…why not being single.  I can just see me standing up and introducing myself, “Hi, my name is Jacquie, and I’m…single.”

The group responds, “Hi, Jacquie.”

“Well, this last time everything seemed to be going great – we went out, had a great time together, spent nights in cuddling together, had tickle fights and he even introduced me to his family.  Then just out of the blue he said it…(obviously there needs to be a dramatic pause here) ‘Baby, it just isn’t working out, it’s not you – it’s me.’  And now I’m here.”

After I finish my tearful admission Sally Mae would say, “I know exactly where you’re at.  My Jim Bob did the exact same thing, except he never took me to meet his family AND he stopped having tickle fights with me six months into our three year relationship.”

Then we would hold eachother, cry, and I would have found my new bestie as well as my sponsor…

Obviously being single isn’t a debilitating problem – for most people, but it can be an obnoxious fact (seriously, who can have a tickle fight with themself?).  But having a group of people to commiserate with, encourage you and support you wouldn’t be too bad.

So, as my About Me states, I am in my thirties and still single.  I’m not necessarily happy about it, but it defintiely gives me something to talk about.  I wanted to start a blog so that I can share the ups and downs with anyone who happens to find themselves in the same boat.

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton