"...good reasons to enjoy being single, period."
Here are some reasons why singledom is good (Inspired by original post by christinahaberkern and subsequent reblogging by myself and misterpeace)
- I’ll start with the bathroom. There are no unwanted hairs in the bathroom that did not orignate from your body.
- You are not obliged to share your toothbrush/shampoo/shaving cream/razor with anyone.
- Only you leave your wet towel on the floor. This is fine for you to do. It’s your bathroom.
- There’s not an argument everytime you go out to dinner. You pay for yourself.
- (Female) You don’t have to shave your legs if you don’t want to. (Unless you’re on the prowl)
- (Male) You can leave the toilet seat up.
- Dinner with your parents isn’t as painful as it could potentially be.
- You have your blankets all to yourself.
- You can dance when you go out, you don’t have to sit down next to Mr/Miss I-Don’t-Dance, while all your friends have fun cutting loose (footloose)
- Things are where you put them. Not where someone else thought it would be better suited.
- Waxing is optional. Not strongly suggested.
- You don’t not get invited places because the inviter doesn’t want men/women there. It’s a girls/boys night, sorry.
- You can have friends of the opposite sex, without worrying about a jealous partner.
- You don’t need to travel between houses often (you save petrol) (credit burntim)
- You get to drink without anyone telling you to stop (credit burntim)
- You get to have your own personal dreams (credit burntim)
- You don’t have to make anything “work” (credit burntim)
- No guilt of hurting anyone (credit Alexii)
- You can have long baths without anyone interrupting you.
- You don’t someone calling to say “You didn’t call me…”
- You can be selfish (note: you should still keep starving africa in mind)
If you have anything to add to the list, email me. Or reblog and add your own, whatevs.
Fantastic. Great list. Also, you don’t have to ever pretend to enjoy movies/music/books/television/art that you don’t. Your tastes are your own (that’s a biggie).
I heart individualism. Hooray!
Update: I just saw that someone posted a pissy, whiny retort. Is there a law that everything that’s posted on the internet must be construed as personal offense by someone?
I found the pissy, whiny retort unsurprising. Sarcasm: Because the underlying theme of my post was of course, “Please take everything out of context to extreme and contstrue me as a daft feminist who does not understand that there are two sides to most every story” So, you know, expected really. End Sarcasm. The reason for my post in the first place isn’t to shoot down every relationship and communicate that I would sever a relationship because of pubic hair on my shower floor, it’s self-expression, which is what we’re all here for. So, as my Mum would say, the retort is water off a ducks back. Water off a ducks back.