singlehood...

Today, I celebrate what happens to be my 2 month anniversary of being single. At the beginning, I often wondered if I could really live my life without a companion. But companions come in all shapes of friends, aquaintances, family, self, activities and commiments. I'm loving this irresponsible life of being myself.

I do not need to do anything to accommodate the other half.

I cook dinner (quite well...) if and when I feel like eating it, and only if I'm in the mood to cook. I can stretch out all over my queen-sized bed. If I wake up in a good mood, I don't have to contend with someone who wakes up in a bad one.

It's nobody's business but mine if I spend too much time on my PS2 or on computer games. I don't have to put up with anybody's immature friends or taciturn relatives, or listen to their incessant chatter of the O.C. If I decide I'd like to go club, I just do it.

I could go on for ages about the joy of singlehood.