Argh

Ok, maybe I won't repurpose this blog into a snarky hip commentary on the life of a single woman. Maybe I'll just wail about my lot instead.

There is something deeply fucked up about the fact that the single guys are merely 'alright', but he married ones get me all hot and bothered. Especially after I promised myself I wouldn't.

Repeat after me: It's not worth it. It's not worth it. It's not worth it.

Feck.

It ended

Whilst you all weren't looking, it ended. I have been writing to this blog, but not publishing to it, because I just felt too damn vulnerable. Now it's all over. He has gone his way, I have gone mine, and this blog is going to be repurposed.

Instead of a heartfelt relationship-stress coping mechanism, this blog will henceforth document the search for a new man.

Maybe.

Or I might just get snarky about them. We'll have to wait and see.