Friday, January 14, 2011

SIX MONTHS OF SINGLE

"I mean, I don't even know what to say? Why don't you call me? I don't know...it's just not going to happen. And I hate it. He's amazing..but I just don't think it's the right time or place." I complained to Grace over IM.

"I think I'm going to take 6 months off from dating. Seriously."

"You can do it!" Grace responds. "Unless you get swept off your feet. And then you'll be married not dating."

"Maybe it will be a writing project," I continued.

"6 months of single."

"Singledom is for the birds," Grace continues. "Singledom sucks, you know it's true,"

"I hate it" I reply.

"It blows. BLOWWWWWWWWWWWS." Grace confirms.

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But maybe that's excatly why I need it.

I am not going to get laid for 6 months.

I've done it before. Not often. But it's possible.

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How does one start this process? By purging the iPhone of all single male contacts? By initiating rules about responses and alcohol consumption?

I have to think of these things.

Responses to dinner invites. Pat answers for lunch and coffee outings.

It's not that I don't have enough to do - my days are filled with work, toddlers, dogs, houses, laundry, running.

It's the night train that comes creeping...comes calling like a siren, beckoning to flirt and text and call...

I'm not exactly sure why I juggle these people, situations, dates, texts...but I think being without them for 6 months will certainly show me something about myself.

6 months is 180 days...

6 months is July 16th...

Let's see what happens when left to my own devices.