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01/30/2006: "Caveats"
Christie's recent response to my post of the 28th contained much truth; therein, I thought I'd enliven everyone with some points concerning my new found freedom.
Here are a dozen things that are cool about being single:
1. No one upset (and/or calling constantly) when you decide to stay in the office late.
2. My grocery bill has plummetted to 25% of what it usually is.
3. I don't have to watch "Grey's Anatomy" or "Mew Mew Power" any longer.
4. Following from 3, I have a great deal more space on the Tivo for things like A-Team reruns.
5. I can smoke in the house.
6. No surprise visit to the "in-laws" (even though, admittedly, her mother is pretty cool).
7. I can leave my pile of research in one place, and it stays in that place.
8. My bathroom is no longer cluttered by "products" and tampons and miscellaneous clutter.
9. I can put beer in the fridge, and it's there the next day.
10. I have lots more time to work.
11. More space in the bed; I can sleep sideways, diagonal, or even upside down.
12. I can walk around naked in the house.
If it wasn't so lonely, I probably would never get in a relationship ever again. And since I'll be leaving Tampa in two years or so for a faculty position at an elite liberal arts school (and an accompanying starting salary in the 40's), I may not. I'll be getting out of this town, leaving the Nascar, the hee-haw Garth Brooks, and all the Florida-women behind (to quote Chioke, "A ho is a ho.")
Unless, of course I can find someone perfect. And, at this point, I will settle for nothing less.
