Why I Hate Being Single

And here's a post reflecting my recent conversion to pessimism:

Why I Hate Being Single

I hear all the time about how I'm too picky or if I were married, I could do this or that. Whatever. All that is fine and dandy.

But for me, it all boils down to one thing that truly bothers me about being single: Spontaneous dinner plans.

If I have a stressful day (and I've been having a lot of those recently due to the house buying), I love to come home and take care of my dog and then just go out to eat. I generally choose Mexican but I'm not set on that. It is very relaxing to me to get comfortable and then go out and have dinner. I can talk about what is stressing me and I always end up laughing about something, which really is the best stress reliever.

But it is very difficult to execute spontaneous dinner plans if you are single. Oh, I always call my friends, but with only 20-30 minutes notice, no one usually wants to go. Last time I called 5 people and ended up going by myself. Then you sit there stuffing your face alone and watching all the other patrons laughing and having a great time with their friends and family. You really start to feel like you're binging rather than going out to relax. And then I feel like an even bigger loser because I've now convinced myself that I'm binge eating and have no friends.

So, once again, tonight I wanted to go out for Mexican and none of my friends were able to join me. This time I ordered it to go and it was better to binge alone in the privacy of my own apartment but it was also not therapeutic.

So here I sit, filled to the gills with chips, salsa, and chiles rellenos, still stewing over the house stuff and wishing it would all just be over.