So...what do you have planned for this Friday night?

It's funny that I'm writing this right now because I'm actually sitting at Coffee Bean (really living it up...I wish this blog had the laughing face with tears emoji), which will contradict what I'm going to say (well, sort of), but I was thinking of this thought earlier this afternoon.  How come when you are single and in your 40's, people think you should have the social life of a 20 old? Hahaha. Really, why is that? When I was married, nobody asked what big plans I had on Friday or Saturday night.  People just assumed I was being a married mom and doing something with the family.  Sitting home, having dinner and watching TV was acceptable.  But if I'm single, I'm supposed to have a hot date, be hanging out at a bar, or be at a concert?  A year or so ago, my neighbor asked me why I was sitting home on a Saturday night. What I wanted to say to him was, "You see, Mike, I'm a mom in my 40's. My married friends have families. So I'm just here hybernating.  What are YOU doing home on a Saturday night?" But back to my super hip Friday night... after dropping my son off at the skate park, I'm sitting here at Coffee Bean waiting until it's time to pick him up, blogging next to a guy playing video games and some kids who just came in with their skateboards and ordered 3 waters. Woo hoo! This is the single life. Haha. Speaking of single vs. married expectations, what is with the expectations of the single lifestyle on dating sites?  Sheesh.  I'll go into depth about online dating later...dating sites are not for the weak, that's for sure.  But people on there are living like they are 20, or at least presenting themselves that way.  They are at the gym 5+ times per week, traveling all over, and they have tons of hobbies! It doesn't seem like all the moms and dads in the drop off line at school do all that! I'm like.....ummm, hi....I don't have a gym membership, I haven't been on vacation in a year and a half, and I don't do SUP, plus I hate cold water.  I work and take care of a home and kids.  Maybe that's why I'm fasting from dating sites.  I don't fit the mold.  I'm normal.  Well, my normal. And after my big Coffee Bean outing, I'm heading home to watch some TV. :)

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