Back when I was single…
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy being in a relationship… especially when I’m with such a shee-beh-shio person like DBD… but boy do I miss my single days.
Back when I was single, I was able to hop into my car (when I still had my V6 Jetta), drive to anywhere I wanted and not have to tell anyone.
Back when I was single, I was able to go out with whomever I want, whenever I want… and stay out ‘til as late as I feel like.
Back when I was single, I was able to have wandering eyes without feeling guilty… not that I constantly stare at hot guys but I would love to have that freedom to do so!!
Back when I was single, I was able to eat whatever I want without feelingn guilty. (Some of you may think that I should be able to eat whatever I want now since I’ve bagged myself a man who claims that he’d adore me no matter what… BUT recently DBD has embarked on a quest of being healthy. Therefore, no junk food in my apt. and it KILLS me) I can’t help but feel guilty about eating a double scoop of ice cream when DBD’s chowing down carrot sticks… friggin a~
Back when I was single, I was able to in indulge in my “occasional” splurges… such as once a week massages, mindless shopping, and if I really want to… drink my arse off with my gals.
Back when I was single, I was able to sleep in the middle of my queen size bed and toss and turn however I want to without waking anyone.
Back when I was single, I was able to go into my bathroom without the concern of “there might be floaters..
