So the an article in Boston Magazine has made its way around Facebook and Twitter simply titled “Single By Choice: Why More of Us Than Ever Before are Happy to Never Get Married” . Between my posting it on Facebook and about 8 other people I know the mixture of thoughts on the article came thru. Some believed 100% that monogamy was dead and so wasn’t sharing your life with one person. A few of us questioned the bases of the “numbers”, such as what does the census consider a “single”. The article portrays the image of what you think of with a single: Living alone, wrapped up in an active social life with friends, non-dating, travel the world single”. But in reality single can also be “Living with Significant Other- unmarried” which has been the reality in my own life a couple times.
I have yet to meet anyone that is 100% single by choice and chooses NOT to date (at all?), I think we are hardwired to “partner up” we are meant to be pairs. Don’t get me wrong I love my space, my personal time and the ability to do whatever I want when I want to do it, but I still actively seek someone to have a great time with. Relationships do not mean the end of your life as you know it, if you meet the right person and both respect each others passions and time. I have choose not to date over the last couple years and then I choose to date, I want to meet someone and as much as I like going against the grain of society I like being partnered up, it causes me to slow down just a little bit.
Along with this article there has been some chatter within my friends about “defining BUSY”. I consider myself a very busy person but other than work my busy is doing 100% what I want to do. So because I choose to make FUN my BUSY I have friends with families where they bring the kids to soccer and dance saying that my exhaustion at the end of the week is unwarranted. But if I would have decided to pop out a couple kids in my 20′s the wrapping my life 100% in my children then my exhaustion would be understood. I am sorry but this makes no sense to me. How I choose to live my life brings me happiness, meeting a girlfriend after work for drinks and food, or being able to see some live music on a Wednesday night at the Middle East, being able to hike or jump in the car at a moments notice and go on an adventure makes me who I am. So yes I am busy, and yes my busy is fun. In all honesty why would I not want it to be? I am able to fill my calendar full of things to do that make me happy, bring me personal fulfillment, seems okay to me.
















































































































































































































































































































































































































































































































