Why I Like Being Single

Don't get me wrong, sometimes I wish I had a guy to hang out with on Friday nights and who loved me even when I cried during commercials {ok, sometimes they're really touching and this a no judgement zone!} but there is just something about being single that I really do like.

Well, a few things to name a few:

- Tonight I ate chips and home made guacamole for dinner.

- I sat on my butt all day {after CrossFit, of course} watching tv in my pjs.

- If I want to go out, I go out.  If I want to stay in, I stay in.

You get the drift.

Basically, I don't have to answer to anyone and I love that.

A lot of my friends are married and we don't hang out anymore.

I understand they're in a different place in their lives with a husband and kids and they love their life as much as I love my life.

I've had a lot of time lately to focus on myself.

To figure out if I'm happy with my life.

To search for different options.

I've been told by numerous people that I have it good and would be foolish to move or quit or change things up.

But since when did my life become everyone else's life?

If I'm so young and single and free, why can't I do what I dream of doing?

Travel, move, change my direction in life...

Maybe I'll look back in 20 years and regret that.

But what if I look back and *wish* that I had chased my dreams.

I really had no intentions of this post going here.

I was seriously going to write about the things I love doing as a single lady *cue Beyonce*.

I just kind of let my thoughts take over though.

There's an argument to both sides I guess.

On the one hand people are saying:

- Be responsible.

- Get your masters while you're young.

- You have the rest of your life to do other things.

My mindset is more:

- Because I'm young I should be having adventures.

- I have the rest of my life to grow up and do adult things.

- I can get my masters when I'm 30 if I really want to.

In truth, I do have it pretty good here.

I live in a nice house for not too much money.

I have a job that pays for my education.

I'm just getting the Seven Year Itch, if you will.

I've lived in this bubble of a town for 7 years and I'm ready for something new, not 2 more years here.

I watched this video last week and I teared up a little {remember, I cry more than the normal person}.

It's beautiful and motivating and makes me happy.

I don't know where I'll be next year or even in 3 months.

All I know is, sometimes we need to do things for ourselves even if others don't understand.