On being single in Manhattan in your 30’s….

I was married in my twenties to a really great guy. I was totally on the goal line to get married, have a few kids and live my awesome, exciting and abundant life. Although I was on the way in many regards, I really wasn’t ready for that great guy; he probably wasnt the exact one for me but in hindsight, it was more about the goal of how it is supposed to go as opposed to how it is really supposed to go. All that being said, we separated and divorced within a five years of meeting and within a few more years, I found myself living the dream, another goal on the line, in Manhattan. Now being single in Manhattan, not in your 20’s is not such an easy feat. I am not complaining. I certainly don’t feel the need to return to the adolescence or insecurity of my 20’s. My life is good, really good. I have a great career, good friends, independance and I am aware and appreciate my sweet life almost on a daily basis. However, meeting that really great guy that isn’t already married with the 2.5 children can be kind of a challenge. This mostly has to do with the fact that my life is really busy and my priorities have shifted. I really don’t have the itch to go to clubs or bars. People in general lead really busy lives and it seems even more so in this city. I guess I could pay attention a bit more when I am riding the subway and maybe even work on my eye contact but at the end of the day, I am pretty traditional and even a bit shy when it comes to meeting guys. Of course nothing a little vino couldn’t assist with, but really it’s the opportunity to capture him and the vino at the same time that I am working on. I date here and there but I haven’t cracked the nut on how a girl in her 30’s meets a great, quality guy. I will, however, keep you posted!

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