The Upside of Anger

“Yeah, it does.  It heals.  It just heals kind of funny.  You know, you more or less walk . . . with a limp.” – “The Upside of Anger” [on a broken heart]

Side note: Sorry I haven’t been blogging.  I don’t like not blogging.  But, life has just gotten a tad bit crucial lately.  And, I think I caught SARS from one of my piano students.  But Barbie is back (until I’m gone again).

So, the other night D-Magic reprimanded me for ranting a lot on my blog lately.  Well, it wasn’t quite a reprimand; just an observation that still feels like a reprimand because the person is right. I haven’t been meaning to rant a lot.  They’ve just kind of been coming out, like word vomit.  And, I was all prepared to go on another rant about how I want a boyfriend (because, well the weather is cold and I’m sick and I want someone to snuggle me and bring me soup and sh*t). And it was going to be a good rant.  Because I’m wonderful and fabulous and all these things, but I still keep finding losers or crazies.  And, I’m too scared to say anything to the guys who could be really good for me.

But then D-Magic goes all “gee, all of your posts have been rants lately” on me and so now, I can’t rant. Because, then I’ll be seen as the girl who rants and probably is fabulous and deserves a fabulous man except she rants a lot.  Which leads me to where I am today.  The upside of anger.  Except, I’m not really angry.  And, in our case, anger means single (I really just like the movie and wanted to use the title).  And really, there is an upside to being single (and sometimes anger too).

So anyway, that was a really roundabout way of getting to the upside of being single. Because, as I think about all my cuddleless nights (which, really, thanks to Mr. Sunday aren’t quite so cuddleless) and my sick days (seriously, bring me some soup!) and how I want someone to go see Christmas lights with and have Thanksgiving with and make babies with in the far, far, far future (because my brother is making enough babies for all of us these days!) I realize that there really is an upside to being single.

If I really wanted to be taken that  badly I could.  After all, anybody can be married if they lower their standards enough.  But you know me, I’m a high standards kind of girl, so I’ve got to find the upside of being single.  So, in the spirit of not ranting and working on being content in my singleness (cuddles or no cuddles) I present the “Upside of Being Single!”

• Nobody cares if I watch “Project Runway” marathons instead of Sunday Football.  Also, nobody gets mad because I root for the team with the cutest players.
• When (and please pray it’s a when) I get a bonus I can make a guilt-free trip to the Coach store to buy myself a little treat for being such a hard worker.
• One less birthday I have to remember.
• I can flirt notoriously with whomever I want and NEVER feel guilty about it.
• If I want to wear my head scarf to the store, nobody looks at me funny.
• It doesn’t matter if I haven’t had a pedicure since June – who’s looking at my feet?
• There’s nobody around to be offended by morning breath.
• I know how to change a light bulb, reset the TV, power wash my windows and change the air filter in my house.  However, my brother still takes my trash out.
• I can take as long I want to get ready – this usually involves changing 4 times and doing my hair twice.
• There is a self-assurance and a self-confidence that I’ve grown in myself that no man can add to or take away.  That can only be learned through single-dom.

So – what are the upsides of being single in your opinion?  And, don’t come here with the upside of being coupled up. When I’m coupled up, I’ll post about it.  But right now, we don’t want none!

Signed,
All Positive and Sh*t Barbie

~ by countryclubbarbie on October 14, 2009.