Labels and all that jazz

It is hard to avoid being labeled when you are single.

Singles get all the great questions. Questions like "when are you finally going to find yourself someone and get married" or "when are you going to give that kid of yours a sibling?"

Snarky answers come to mind, and I REALLY want to say them (and sometimes do) but can usually hold my tongue.

It does get irritating to constantly be misunderstood or left out, which has seemed to be a prevalent theme as of late.

There are times when it is blatantly obvious or seemingly thrown in your face that you are

(shudder) S-I-N-G-L-E

and you wonder if maybe something IS wrong with you.

Well folks.. There is nothing wrong with me. There is most likely nothing wrong with you either.

My problem is the men I meet who express interest in me.

Too old

Too young

Wrong religious views

I could probably go on forever about this.

Basically it boils down to the fact that I haven't met anyone who just sweeps me off my feet, nor have I met anyone that is good enough to become my child's father. That's all there is to it.

Pretty simple, right?

(I do get emails or comments every now and then asking if I'm talking about a particular person. I never name anyone I ever talk about, nor will I ever name anyone. Quite frankly, it is no one's business).