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SINGLETON'S EPISTLE
After a relatively lazy weekend, I struggledto wake up
on Monday morning with a most peculiar thought: I didn't
want to getmarried. Ever.
My sleepy brain (I am not a morningperson!) decided that
if it was "this" hard to keep up with life when
I amalone, how much more when I have a husband and eventually
a couple of tots toscurry after?! I would have a house with
more rooms to clean, more clothes towash, more food to cook,
dishes to clean…
I tried to brush it off as a symptom of theMonday morning
blues, but the conviction stayed even after my cold shower(which
is about when I usually wake up). And it has not gone, even
now.
Seriously, the more I think about it, marriageis hard work.
Work that I do not feel up to right now. I know it has itsplusses,
and I believe the happiness therein is worth the effort…but
… let mejust say, whoever plans to propose, had better
wait till I am out of this lazyplace.
Otherwise, I will be turning down amarriage proposal for
no reason other than that I don't have the energy for it.
And I mean that in the most innocent way.
Idly,
Persistently,
Solitaire
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