#singlestatus

In case you were wondering where I’ve been for the past several months, I was off the market. In an actual relationship. Relationships for me have been few and far between in the past few years, which you can clearly tell if you’ve read this blog at all. So it was a weird adjustment to be in a relationship, but sort of refreshing.

This relationship did not turn out to be the one that stuck. We had a good time but there were just too many small incompatibilities that started mounting up and making it evident that we weren’t going to be happy together forever.

However, for the first time in my life, I am happy to say I mostly acted like an adult from start to finish in a dating relationship. We are even being friends, so far, with reasonable success. He is friends with all his exes, so he’s clearly better at this than I am. Mostly because I have tended to engage with an assortment of oddballs and douches who haven’t given me a reason to want to keep them around in the least.

So I guess it’s back to my quest for pizzas and magical kitchens and fish and wieners and whatever else I call dudes… But I will say, I think I have learned a few things:                           

1 – Breakups don’t have to be quite as traumatic as you think. I mean, yes, no one likes breaking up, but when it’s mutual and you both still care about each other it can go better than you might think. The guy in question and I broke up on a car ride home from the bar for St. Patrick’s Day. However, because we were still going to be friends, we went to get nachos and then watched “Unlikely Animal Friends” on Netflix and went to sleep, platonically. Weird, perhaps, but in a good way. That descriptor is also fitting for “Unlikely Animal Friends!” In my opinion, it is one of the better shows pandering to people who watch cat videos that has ever been invented! It featured a two-legged Chihuahua and a silky chicken who are best friends and ride in the same crate. The silky chicken likes to lay eggs near the Chihuahua because it’s comforting. If that doesn’t make you want to watch this show, I don’t know what will!

2 – I learned so many things I didn’t even know I learned about football and the Broncos. I still find it boring but watched so much of it involuntarily that I think I know almost all the names of the players by now and also probably know which teams are in the AFC and the NFC and some other stuff that is probably lurking deep in my brain, poised to come out when I need to connect with some of my male students about football or otherwise impress some bros.

3 – On a related note, I learned a lot of things about wine. Dating a certified sommelier who spends a lot of time talking about things like tannins and terrior and saying things are “jammy” and that they “suck your teeth out” and other weird and specific wine bro terms, had me learn a lot of these terms. I also learned that there are wine bros, and he would find them all at whatever liquor store or restaurant or park we went to. One of them is the proprietor of this new place Brik on York and is apparently some sort of new Colfax legend because I have heard from several people they think he is dreamy. Probably because he wears a vest and gives you wine. Maybe that was why I was in this relationship… because my ex-boyfriend also did things like wear vests and give me wine.

I think those are most of the things I learned. I also learned some things about myself, some of which make me wonder if I actually prefer to be single or if I am just used to single status as a default. Because I discovered how used to being single I really am. So it’s a transition but weirdly comforting to be single again because I clearly kick ass at it… I do want to get back on ye olde Tinder eventually, and also possibly try out a site called MeetMindful, which appears to be a dating site for hippies and people who are really into crystals and talking about Mercury being in retrograde… So I think I might hold off on dating for a little bit. But don’t worry, there are still some stories that haven’t been told. And Denver is a small town so I am guaranteed to run into some more exes soon – I just spotted volleyball tattoo guy from afar at my recreational volleyball game last week and went with the avoidance strategy. So stay tuned for more soon.