taking my time, there's no rush

i started off last saturday morning with an interesting conversation with a dad of one of my little swimmers...i don't even know what initiated the topic, but he asked something about my husband--perhaps because monday was valentine's.  i had to laugh it off, since i'm definitely not married & am not even close to being married & am still waaaaay too young to be married.  those type of comments don't bother me much anymore; yeah i still am reminded of the fact that there is no "significant other" in my life, but my reason is that until some awesome guy fits into my life perfectly, i'm going to keep indulging myself & be selfish...

as i told the dad this, he completely agreed which made me feel better.  he didn't get married until his early 30's, and didn't have kids until he was 40.  he and his wife spent those early years of marriage traveling and living life together while they didn't have any kids to keep them tied down at home.  now that they have kid(s), they know where to go on trips because they already have favorite vacation spots.  as we agreed, once you have kids, your life isn't yours any more.  similar to being attached (married or dating), you have to answer to someone else and make decisions together rather than being able to pick up and go whenever i feel like it.

i make no apologies for being selfish with my freetime, since i know it won't be mine forever.  i also know that i don't want to settle for some lame guy, just to say i'm dating someone.  i'd rather be single and happy than attached and miserable.  someday, as optimistic and cheesy as it may sound, i'll meet a wonderful guy who loves the things i do and fits my life like a puzzle piece--the edges aren't rigid and stable, but they will fit together.  until then, i am my own best fit.