The Over-Educated Nympho

I admit, when I first posted about Valentines Day being unofficially known as “National Singles Awareness Day,” I was being sarcastic and cheeky. Now I’m kinda serious. Why NOT celebrate being single? Most of the time I think being single is pretty fucking great. Sure I occasionally have my moments when I miss having a snugglebug, but these cravings are actually less frequent than when I was in a serious relationship and mourned the loss of my single days.

So fuck it. Fuck Valentine’s Day. And I’m not saying this to be bitter–not at all. I’ve found that my first Valentine’s Day with a new boyfriend was usually pretty nice, but every year afterward usually involved us arguing over why he should make me dinner for once. What I’m saying is, why feel guilty or pissy on Valentine’s Day for being single? Why not celebrate being single? Because quite frankly I love the freedom (and the selfishness) that comes with singledom. Hell fucking yeah I’m going to celebrate that.

Tonight I came across an article (by Match.com, ironically enough), called “Are You Better Off Being Single?” The article is pretty dead on.

It lists ten benefits of being single:

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Today I braved the greeting card aisle. Shuffled in with the “ROMANTIC,” “FOR WIFE,” “FOR HUSBAND” cards, I found a few that said “FOR ANYONE.” Is that a nice way of saying “for your friends, who are clearly NOT a husband or wife, you lame-ass”? Because I gotta say, the cards for husbands and wives were way better than the ones for friends.

Hiding at one end of the pink and red Valentine’s Day card section was a single shining slot marked “ANTI-VALENTINE’S DAY.”

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