Single Throwback Sunday: A single excuse.

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In school, teachers don’t let you get away with excuses.  If you didn’t have a paper or other homework assignment with you when it was due then an excuse just wasn’t going to cut it.  “What?” teachers would say accusingly, “Did your dog eat your homework?” No.  I just didn’t manage my time in order to actually finish the work but who wanted to admit that?  There was no excuse, that’s what we both knew, I just wanted them to give me the favor of believing that I had a dog who really wanted to eat my homework that particular night before a mid-term project was due.   I wanted some extra time. But we don’t get viable excuses to use in real life and that’s what our teachers knew before we did – that was the lesson they were teaching us all along.
 
If you are one of my loyal followers then you may have noticed my multiple-week absence.  No, my dog didn’t eat my laptop and my great-great-great distant relative, twice removed, didn’t pass away.  There was nothing even close to these unfortunate situations.   I simply didn’t have enough time in the day to actually try to fit in time to flirt with a boy whom I barely know or analyze the messaging techniques that I use when communicating with a mysterious bachelor on the internet and then write some witty words describing the situation.
 
It’s all fun and games until he grows up
to eat your boyfriend.
From: http://static.gotpetsonline.com/pictures-gallery/
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english-shepherd-dog-pictures-breeders-puppies-rescue/
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And, as I write this, I can only wonder what my time management skills will mean for me in the coming years.  What if I don’t have time to sit down and flirt? What if I end up alone because I couldn’t manage my time well enough to actually try to get me a man? What excuse would I use then? Because some day, about twenty years from now, my mother is going to look at me and ask me why I’m the only one of her daughters who hasn’t given her grandchildren.  I’ll have to look down at my shoes while I mumble something about how the dog ate my boyfriend.  
 
There is no denying that is a viable excuse but that doesn’t mean I can use it all the time.  There is not a single excuse that I can use now that will make me feel like I have accomplished anything more. Nothing will convince me that I have found love, that I have traveled.  There are no excuses for life.  All that can be done is your best.  That’s what I’m doing – my best.  I’m just finding that it’s not enough these days which means I’m going to have to do better than my best.  Will that require even less sleep from me? Yes.  Will that require some serious planning? Yes.  Will that require me to stop asking so many questions in my blog? Yes.  I’m going to do more.  Stop making excuses for myself and keep the masses entertained with more blogs.  
 
But you all should know that my blog did eat my homework.  
 
I couldn’t resist that one.
 
But, really, it did.
 
 
 

A single return to blogging.

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I’m back!

That’s right, just like the walk of shame, I’m returning with my purse between my legs; ashamed of my absence or my perpetual stint in singledom, I’m not sure which but, either way, I’m back.

So get ready, folks, because I have some blogging to make up.

But until I get really rarin’ to go here’s the last year in review presented, in true Single Blog fashion, as a Top 10 List.

The Top 10 Things You Missed While I Was Away
10. I stopped flinging myself after guys that didn’t really like me.

9. Then I started doing it again.

8.  But then I really stopped that, for real.

7. I made friends with guys and then stayed friends with them.

6.  I realized that OkCupid was skeezier than I originally anticipated.

5. Re-watched the entire Game of Thrones series and became extra obsessed with Tyrion Lannister.

4. I drank and started using OkCupid again (but only secretly).

3. I had a run in with my ex-boyfriend from high school.

2. Started appreciating myself as a single lady and deleted all the boys’ phone numbers that were toxic.

1. Left a bar with a man named Maddog.

See? there’s a lot for review.  But I foresee an entire lifetime of single-living so we have plenty of time to catch-up! Let me know what you want to hear about the most and I’ll start with that!

A single excuse.

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In school, teachers don’t let you get away with excuses.  If you didn’t have a paper or other homework assignment with you when it was due then an excuse just wasn’t going to cut it.  “What?” teachers would say accusingly, “Did your dog eat your homework?” No.  I just didn’t manage my time in order to actually finish the work but who wanted to admit that?  There was no excuse, that’s what we both knew, I just wanted them to give me the favor of believing that I had a dog who really wanted to eat my homework that particular night before a mid-term project was due.   I wanted some extra time. But we don’t get viable excuses to use in real life and that’s what our teachers knew before we did – that was the lesson they were teaching us all along.
If you are one of my loyal followers then you may have noticed my multiple-week absence.  No, my dog didn’t eat my laptop and my great-great-great distant relative, twice removed, didn’t pass away.  There was nothing even close to these unfortunate situations.   I simply didn’t have enough time in the day to actually try and fit in time to flirt with a boy whom I barely know or analyze the messaging techniques that I use when communicating with a mysterious bachelor on the internet and then write some witty words describing the situation.
It’s all fun and games until he grows up
 to eat your boyfriend.
From: http://static.gotpetsonline.com/pictures-gallery/
dog-pictures-breeders-puppies-rescue/
english-shepherd-dog-pictures-breeders-puppies-rescue/
pictures/english-shepherd-dog-0003.jpg
And, as I write this, I can only wonder what my time management skills will mean for me in the coming years.  What if I don’t have time to sit down and flirt? What if I end up alone because I couldn’t manage my time well enough to actually try and get me a man? What excuse would I use then? Because some day, about twenty years from now, my mother is going to look at me and ask me why I’m the only one of her daughters who hasn’t given her grandchildren.  I’ll have to look down at my shoes while I mumble something about how the dog ate my boyfriend.  
There is no denying that is a viable excuse but that doesn’t mean I can use it all the time.  There is not a single excuse that I can use now that will make me feel like I have accomplished anything more. Nothing will convince me that I have found love, that I have traveled.  There are no excuses for life.  All that can be done is your best.  That’s what I’m doing – my best.  I’m just finding that it’s not enough these days which means I’m going to have to do better then my best.  Will that require even less sleep from me? Yes.  Will that require some serious planning? Yes.  Will that require me to stop asking so many questions in my blog? Yes.  I’m going to do more.  Stop making excuses for myself and keep the masses entertained with more blogs.  
But you all should know that my blog did eat my homework.  
I couldn’t resist that one.
But, really, it did.