2,015 Reasons Why I Was Single in 2015

2015 was quite a year for me.  Although my bestie Courtney informed me yesterday that not many people actually really enjoy reading a list of people’s accomplishments in an FB status on NYE 😉 (not really a shock-don’t tell me you don’t have a secret love/hate reaction to social media on New Year’s) my summary is that I continued to forge wonderful friendships with people from all over the world, traveled to places I had both dreamed of forever and never thought I would visit, and graduated from Grad school.  Not a bad year, at.all.  In fact, an absolutely luxurious, dreamy, glittery, float-y year!  (Cue balloons.)

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HNY!!!

Despite the amazing adventures and accomplishments that came with 2015, the romance-area of my life didn’t exactly end how I expected, to say the least.

For most people, the conclusion of a year no doubt brings on self-reflection.  The things we could have done differently, what we are most proud of, and our hopes to do better in the coming year.  The promise of a fresh start is so alluring, it’s almost impossible not to feel excited and motivated to reach the many goals we set out for ourselves as the clock strikes midnight (note: my hopes for a Dry January have already been crushed with this delish cabernet I am currently enjoying).

I’m definitely not the first person to say that in order to look towards our future, we must understand our past.  Therefore, I thought to re-kick off my blog for 2016, it may be interesting (read: amusing) to list (not actually 2,015, although I actually may be able to list that many) a few reasons why I was single in the year 2015.  No doubt that very few people actually care particularly why I was single – however – hopefully there is something on this list that you can understand, relate to, laugh at, or at least raise a mothaf*n glass to:

1) One of my best friends I had met at university and I really enjoyed spending a lot of time drinking bubbles together, living in leggings, eating cheese, blasting James Taylor, and spying on the cute boys in the flat across the street.  Absolutely no shame there – don’t tell me that doesn’t take you back to some seriously awesome junior high school days.

2) I read pertinent sections of almost 25 academic texts, interviewed 20 brides about one of the best days of their lives, interviewed 20 wedding industry members about the jobs they are so passionate about, and then wrote a 137-page dissertation on a topic that I am completely.in.love.with.  And then was awarded highest honors on the project.

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Hells to the yeah!

3) Scene: London, Papa John’s Pizza

Me:  Hi, I’d like the butter-garlic sauce please!

PJ’s Girl:  Okay….and what kind of pizza would you like?

Me:  Oh no, no pizza.  Just the butter.

4) I spent WAY WAY WAYYYYYYYY too much time “on the hook” for someone who didn’t deserve it.  (If you don’t know what “on the hook” means – check out How I Met Your Mother, Season 5, Episode 16.)

5) This was the 6th year I have spent studying, researching, and reading about weddings.  For both professional, and leisure purposes.  I CAN’T HELP MYSELF FROM LOVING BEING A PART OF THIS INDUSTRY.  Which also just happens to be the least interesting topic of “work” conversation with men on a first date.  Can’t figure out why…..

6) I (mostly) stayed off of dating apps and websites.  Because I (mostly) stayed off of dating apps and websites, I spent more time with incredible friends, and focused my attention on them while traveling, at the pub, their flat, uni, or a party.

7) I did not spend more than 2.5 months in the same city.

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Greece in April – BTW, last person on this horse was Khloe Kardashian. This means we’re basically besties now.

8) Scene: London, my local Starbucks:

Gentleman Behind Me In Line: Oh, I love that tattoo on your foot!  Do you have any other tattoos?

Me: Yes, I have another and I’m about to get a third!

GBMIL:  Oh really….where?! (sneaky flirty smile)

Me:  Haha – its on my other foot, and getting the third on my wrist!  I like yours too!  Do you have a shop in London you can recommend?

****chatted up for another 15 minutes. preparing to give my card with phone number on it****

GBMIL: Oh, a wedding planner, that’s cool!  I was just at this amazing wedding last weekend, it was Black Tie, the whole works, and Elton John was there!  Maybe I could talk to the couple and get their planner’s info, set you up with a job here!

Me: Wow, that would be amazing!!  Who was getting married, a friend of yours or a family member?

GBMIL: Oh ummm no, actually…it was a friend of my girlfriend’s.

Me: …….  Well nice chatting with you, bye!

9) Adele released her new album in November.  So, like the rest of the world’s population, I’ve just been ya know, dehydrating myself through tears of pain and joy.  I mean, hello…….it’s me.

10) I spent one too many nights being upset about someone or something that didn’t make me happy.

11) I think I have a glitter problem.  I think I’m unwilling to change this glitter problem.

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Why would you drink prosecco out of a bottle that isn’t covered in glitter?  I don’t understand.

12) The majority of my close friends are married, engaged, coupled, or parents.  And I absolutely love them for that- they are examples of what a true partnership should look like, and are something to aspire to.  They are rocks in my life.  The minority of my friends are single, confidANTS, beautiful, FUN, supportive, understanding, positive, confidENT, fabulous, and enjoy staying out past 9 pm.  And I absolutely love them.  They are rocks in my life.

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Just a few of them – aren’t they pretty?

13) I was too busy having drinks with Bradley Cooper, David Beckham, Emma Watson and George Clooney.  Like, actually.

14) Wayyyyy too much Netflix and Chill.  Michael Scott and Chandler Bing are funny, but not that funny.

15) Sometimes it was (is) still really hard to believe in my awesome-ness, and to engage in actions that followed through on those good thoughts, instead of making choices that didn’t (don’t) really show my worth.

 

All in all, this list isn’t actually too scary.  In fact, many of the things on here are pretty great!  And the things that aren’t too great, are great to understand going into a new year full of new milestones and adventure, with some incredible people by my side (but also if those people could include another dose of David Beckham, that would like, be seriously appreciated New Year’s Gods…).

So my friends, if this is some of the explanation for being on my own this past year, then I don’t feel too badly in saying:

This is (2,015 reasons) why I’m single.

 

And the Award Goes to…

For my 5th blog post, I thought I’d write about my 5 top most “interesting” dates.  I use the word “interesting” rather than “bad” because no matter what, there’s always something we can take away from them.  They’re kind of like thumbs…everyone’s got them, everyone needs them, but no one is writing them love letters at night thanking them for their contribution to our daily lives.  (Also, it would be very unfair to your thumbs to force them to work in an attempt to show them appreciation.)

FYI, to protect their anonymity, I have changed all names to the names of my top 5 famous cuties.  Mmm.

The best part is, after experiencing each of these, someone would say to me, “Well, hopefully you’ll laugh about this later!”…and they were right.  Hopefully you will too.

#5.  E-Shortymey: Adam

What happened:  After a few months of being thrown back into the dating scene, I decided to check out this online dating-business people were going on about.  E-harmony, although expensive, seemed like the best fit.  I was quite nervous about dating, since like I’ve already written about, I had never really done it as an adult before, and so I was attracted to E-Harmony because I hoped the intense process of meeting people (and the high cost) would provide me with some seriously good matches.  I spent hours with some friends working on the perfect profile, which included a very special final line to really win them over (“I’m like a bottle of champagne…sparkly and bubbly on the outside, but may leave you with a slight headache in the morning”….yeah, thanks for writing that one, you know who you are….can’t imagine why this didn’t work for me…).

Almost immediately I was matched with Adam, and we flew through the 4-step process quite rapidly, continuing with e-mails back and forth for about 2 weeks.  He looked so cute in his pictures, he worked as a music teacher for a local university, and he had a large family who he was extremely close to.  We shared a lot in common, and he seemed so sweet and genuine – I couldn’t wait to meet him, and was thrilled when he asked me to meet him for brunch.  We set a date for the day after one of my best friend’s weddings, and although needless to say I was feeling a little delicate (guess I really am like a bottle of champagne), I was determined to make the most of my very first date in Singledom.

I couldn’t help but feel butterflies as I walked up to the crowded restaurant….he was adorable!…he loved his family!…he had a passion for music!….he had a good job!….he…

WASN’T THE GUY IN THE PICTURE.

I mean, okay….it could have been him…maybe.  It could have been him if he had used the 5 best pictures ever taken of him in his life.  Or if he stood on a small ladder every time he had a photo taken.  The bottom-line was, although a very nice guy, I was simply not attracted to him and there was no chemistry.  Once the shock (and the hangover) wore off, it didn’t end up being the worst hour I’ve ever spent, but it was clear that Adam was not going to be taking me out of Singledom anytime soon, as much as I did enjoy towering 7 inches over him while listening to him discussing Mozart vs. Bach.  We parted ways amicably, and not long after that, I let the e-Harmony e-mails go straight into my spam folder.

What I learned:  I WASN’T READY TO START DATING!!!!  3 months out of a 3-year relationship was NOT enough time to take some space and re-evaluate the things I wanted and was ready for in my life.  I also learned that seriously anyone who has tried online dating has one of these stories, and that they really do end up making the best laughs with your friends.

#4.  Tindering the Flame: Hugh

What happened:  I met Hugh in London via Tinder (ugh yeah, Tinder sucks, should have known, bla bla bla).  On our first date, we met up for a few drinks.  I immediately knew I wouldn’t want a relationship with this person, but I wasn’t having a bad time, and he was interesting enough – an artist/musician type.  After we had finished the first drink, he asked me if I would mind if he smoked.  I don’t particularly enjoy being around cigarettes as my friends and I don’t smoke, but it doesn’t bother me enough to say no.  So I said no problem….and he proceeds to pull out a joint.  “Thank you, I just really enjoy having a few joints at night before I go to bed…really helps me to relax”.

A few?!?!?!!!!!  Every night?!?!!!!!  This guy must be a billionaire to afford all that marijuana!  Which you wouldn’t have been able to tell, by all the drinks I bought myself on this date.  I mean, the least Hugh could have done was offered me an in-take…uhh, puff?…swallow?…breath in?  Oh jeez, whatever the lingo is, I didn’t get one, and he didn’t get a second date.

What I learned:  First, clarify what “smoking” means when somebody asks.  Second, learn the lingo so my future appropriately-aged children will think I’m cool and funny when I tell them this story.  Third, the brooding artist type is not for me.

#3.  ‘Lift’ing (and Lowering) Expectations: Benedict

What happened:  I met Benedict in an elevator (or “lift” for my British readers) at a friend’s apartment building in Indianapolis last summer.  He was British, and in Indy for 6 months on a work assignment, and as I was getting ready for a move to London just a few weeks away, I was obviously quite excited to talk to this (very cute) and very English fellow.  He gave me his flat # (cheeky!), and so like any responsible, mature adult, my friends and I wrote him a note with my phone number and almost peed in our pants from giggling after we slipped it under his door (this is why I’m single…).

He texted me the next morning and asked to take me to brunch, but we were leaving that morning to drive back to Chicago and so sadly I wasn’t able to go with him.  We texted back and forth during the week, and on a whim the next weekend he decided to drive all the way from Indianapolis (a 3.5 hour drive) to Chicago to see me for the night.  He hadn’t been to Chicago before, and so I took him to my favorite cocktail bar in Wicker Park, a super cool speakeasy-themed bar full of retro-lounge furniture, dim lighting and pricey cocktails.

When the time came to pay the bill, he told me he would not be able to put any money towards the bill because he thought his bank would suspect fraud due to the travel…a 3.5 hour drive away.  So $150 from my wallet and one loooong train ride later, we headed back to my house where his car was parked.

The piece de resistance?  Before heading back, Benedict asked me for $20 in cash, so that he could fill up his car with gas for the journey back.  Shockingly enough, I have not run into Benedict here in London.  Potentially because $20 wasn’t actually enough to get him all the way home to Indianapolis.  (Anyone seen someone who should have gotten braces, sitting on the side of route 355 south?)

What I learned:  Don’t speak to strangers in elevators, always having cash on you doesn’t always work out best for your safety, and no matter how proper that accent sounds…it doesn’t mean that Queen Elizabeth taught them their manners.  Or how to use a bank account.

#2.  Cheater, Cheater, Pumpkin Eater: Channing

What happened:  I met Channing not long after moving to London, and we had the most amazing first date.  He took me to a beautiful, posh bar in SoHo, and we sat and talked non-stop for hours.  He was the first man I had met in two plus years where I thought, “Yes.  Now this is a guy I would want to introduce to my friends.”.

Three dates in and it was still looking really good.  There was still so much I wanted to learn about him, and we had the best chemistry.  On date #4, we were having a glass of wine at his place, and he was talking to me about being excited to meet up with his best friend in the coming week:

Channing: “Yeah, can’t wait to see him, I was the best man at his wedding, we’ve been best friends since we were little.  Don’t get to see him too often now though, his wife doesn’t like me too much.”

Me: “Oh, that’s too bad…why is that?”

Channing: “Well, I dated her best friend, and it didn’t end very well…”

Me: “Oh….”

Channing: “Yeah, I cheated on her.  Actually, I’ve cheated on every girl I’ve ever dated.”

Me: “………..”

Channing: “Wow, well, that got you quiet real quick!”

And that was our fourth, and last, date.

What I learned:  Sometimes, you just need to take their word for it.

#1.  Splitting Hairs: Ryan

What happened:  I met Ryan at a bar he was working at in downtown Chicago…as the bouncer…in Boystown.  (I was going through a phase, okay?)  Ryan asked me if he could take me to dinner and a movie, the perfect typical American date-night.  At this point I had only been living in Singledom for maybe 6 months, and the “who pays” song and dance was something that brought me a lot of anxiety.  I always found the situation so awkward, especially for a first date, but my Mom had always given me the best advice to approaching this situation with consideration and grace: “Only order the same amount of cocktails they do, choose something on the menu that costs the same-as or less than their meal, and always offer to help pay for the check”.  Splitting the bill is something I truly don’t mind doing – especially for a first date, when you don’t know each other very well.

We decided to see the movie first and have dinner later, and since he had already made multiple, specific references to buying me dinner, I offered to pay for the movie, which he said would be great.  We got to the nice, fairly-priced restaurant of his choosing, and decided to sit at the bar, which I loved since it made it more casual than interview-y.  We each ordered a martini, and then our entreés (me $12 fish tacos, him $30 steak).  Halfway through the meal, the bartender came to ask us if we would like another round of drinks.  And then this happened…

Me: Looks to him, remembering Mom’s advice!

Him: Looking at me quizically, “Well I don’t know, how are we doing this?”

Me: “How are we doing this?  What do you mean?”

Him: “Well, I only have…(pulls out the cash inside his wallet and literally begins to count it on top of the bar, in front of both me and the bartender)…$30.  And no credit card.”

Me:  “Well, guess I’m paying then, or somebody is washing dishes in the kitchen!”

Bartender: Looking at me with pity, “So miss….guess you’ll be needing that other drink then?”

What I learned:  Maybe that emergency always-having-cash-on-you isn’t such a bad thing.  And also, stay away from bouncers.

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Help. Helllllllllllllp.

This is why I’m (a hit at parties, and) single.

Singledom

Yeah, I got screwed.

But who doesn’t have the same exact start to their story?  Unfaithfulness, dishonesty, immaturity, or just being ill-suited for each other – we’ve all been there.  So why do we still all treat each other the same when we date?  What do we learn from these experiences, and how do we grow to find that one amazing person?

When I became single 3 years ago, one of the first things I thought was: “Please God no, do NOT put me back out there.”  Completely terrified, I entered the dreaded world of “singledom”, where men and women spend their nights on the town in a constant state of alertness, ready to meet “the one”, or at least “the one” of the hour.  Singledom, where you feel guilty running out to the corner to grab milk in sweatpants, because what if you meet them then?  Singledom, where your relationship-committed friends feel like it’s their duty to bestow advice upon you (“I swear, it’ll happen when you’re not looking!”).  Singledom, a wild jungle of tangled games, where you’re not allowed to (gasp!) be honest about your feelings, or respond to a text message before a 20-minute wait time.

Yes, being single can be great.  I can eat jelly donuts in bed with sugar all over my face, and there’s no one there to see.  I can watch 5 episodes of Gilmore Girls in a row while eating a bag of Doritos, and then go out for wine with my girlfriends and flirt with the bartender.  I can wear super-high heels without worrying about someone’s height, and then I can decide to move to a foreign county to follow my dreams.  (All of which I have actually done, BTW.)

But…

Can’t I have both?

Can’t I have an amazing partner by my side, who supports me, guides me, loves me, and I do the same for him?  Can I find this person, and still live a super, dreamy, sugary, sparkly life?

This is a blog about the adventures of a girl exploring happiness, passion, and love, and for now…

This is why I’m single.