Let's talk about advantages of singlehood

Also from the married side (these are the things I enjoy when Mrs. D_Odds and Li’l D_Odds are away):

  • Beer for breakfast (barley, hops - hell, it’s a bagel in disguise)
  • No ‘clucking’ when you go for that third glass of wine
  • Make food as spicy as I want it
  • No shower jockeying in the morning
  • Always know when you are about to run out of something, rather than finding out when you want it. (“Where’s the OJ?” “Finished it yesterday.” “Why didn’t you tell me so I could have picked up some?” “I forgot.”)

I always say that it is better to be alone than to wish you were…

To answer the OP: My answers are similar to the others. I am single and content. There are many nights I go home and am lonely and sorry that no one is there. But there are as many nights that I go home and am glad to be alone.

I don’t have to worry that I am a slob.
I don’t have to worry that I ate the last of the ice cream (or whatever.)
I don’t have to call home when I’m not coming home

Well, as I said, most of the reasons have been listed. But understand, it isn’t better than being with someone. It is just different. I could also give you good reasons for being in a couple.

I’m happily married, and I tell the kids it’s a good thing I am, because left to my own devices, I’d become a junk-food vegetarian overnight, kill the television, get a lot more cats, and basically become the neighborhood crazy old witch lady before my time.

For now, I’ll just keep it as something to look forward to.

You can sit around in your room doing nothing, being alone and depressed. Which is not that great, but at least you are not studying.

There’s a standing rule with the Tashaboy and I: DO NOT INTERRUPT GAMING MARATHONS UNLESS THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE. You’ll have to remember, though, that I once decided that it would be a pretty good idea to someday stock up on Coke, bottled water, assorted snacks, and packages of Depends, for a gaming marathon. And I’m female.

Dude, you guys have GOT to meet my family. Freestyle farting has become a sport. And my mom won last time we had a contest. :o

Queen sized bed; california king sized blanket. He still steals them.

Dude, you nuke them? We just eat 'em raw.

I just had to pop in and say that I haven’t noticed much of a difference between being single and being in a relationship, except that there’s another person around sometimes. But if I had to pick one, I’d have to say: Hey, if you’re single, you don’t have to worry about pissing someone else off by eating the last of the vienna sausages or something. That’s all you, baby.

~Tasha

No waiting for the bathroom.

No tripping over someone else’s shoes.

And the single income thing is a great excuse to only make it to the relatives’ house for one holiday - I can buy a plane ticket for Thanksgiving OR Christmas, but not both.
My good things:

My apartment is mine - I don’t have to see anyone else’s mess. Any mess is mine and mine alone.

I can eat what I want for dinner - I don’t have to consider anyone else’s likes and dislikes. That means I don’t have to hear “but there’s been broccoli with dinner every night this week. Can’t we have potatoes?” Nope. Broccoli it is.

I can change my hair when I want without hearing “What did you DO to yourself?!”

The music I want, when I want it.

A 24-hour Sound of Music marathon if I so choose (or dirty dancing or whatever)

I am ONLY responsible for me, not for anyone else.

I am 22yrs in a relationship but I do remember the beauty of being single.

It’s been pretty well covered here, tons of great points. But I think when I was single I stood a little taller, held my head a little higher and generally was a titch more confident.
And I think that came from doing it all alone, maybe being a woman was part of that, I can’t really say. Somehow I felt a little more bullet proof in a way. I could be brave/reckless/foolhardy, for better or worse with, something akin to wild abandon. I went about travelling the world. I made many more journeys with my partner, all fabulous, but when I was single it definitely felt different.

But I’d have to say the single best advantage to being single is, some day, one day you will fall again. The crush, the attraction, the swoon. Your heart will race, the first kiss, first touch, oh the rush!

Not today, not tomorrow. But one day. Some day.

I wish you peace and comfort :slight_smile: .

Coincidentally, at the bookstore today I discovered a book that is (IMO) a pretty strong defense of the single life:
“Singled Out: How Singles are Stereotyped, Stigmatized, and Ignored, and Still Live Happily Ever After” by Bella DePaulo

Since we all hear these stereotypes about pathetic, lonely single people dying alone in thier cat-infested apartment, I thought the book was a real breath of fresh air since it takes on those kinds of stereotypes. If more people had a positive view of what single life makes possible, I think we’d all probably be better off because there would be far less people clinging to miserable relationships out of desperation.

If I had a dollar for every woman who told me she regretted getting married and having kids I wouldn’t have to work.

Unless you have a great relationship, and I mean great, then the single life is pretty sweet. I’ve always enjoyed the little things in life and one of them is comming home after a hard day at work and hearing the click of the door behind me. It’s so nice to relax, sip on a beer or a hot mug of tea and not be disturbed for a couple of hours.

It took me a number of years to realize that it is better to be single unless there is a special bond. Really good relationships are hard to find and are worth the effort but they are also rare.

I agree, lots of good thoughts here. And one of them has been alluded to, but over the years? I have come to believe that the BEST thing EVER is to have a good marriage [sub]or long term relationship[/sub] and the WORST thing EVER is to be stuck in a BAD one.

I know a perfectly wonderful man who is married to a woman who was “all about” going to his professional functions with him when they were dating. Then, after they got married, she stopped going to them with him. Now, these functions are frequently weekend functions. She also no longer goes to funerals, weddings or so forth with him. Unless they are functions that she, personally, feels obligated to go to. Or WANTS to go to. Now, I know that no one really ever WANTS to go to some of these things. But…sometimes you just need to do things you’d rather not do. And if you love someone who HAS to go to them, you go with him/her…just because you love them. The weekend functions that she doesn’t attend with him are particularly perplexing to me. I mean, they are always held in nice places, and there are always things there that it seems to me that she would enjoy doing. Not that they would necessarily be things she would seek OUT as things to do, but…sheesh. They are only once or twice a year. Wouldn’t you give up one or two weekends a year, out of 52, just because you love your SO and want to make him happy? I just don’t think it is that big of a sacrifice, so I’d do it. I do those kinds of things all the time, and it doesn’t bother me to do them alone because…I AM alone. If I had a SO, who wouldn’t be in my life unless I believed he loved me, and I had to do all of that stuff alone? Yeah. That would cause me some heartache. And? I’d wonder if they really loved me.

I’m not judging their relationship, BTW. It is theirs, and it seems to work for them., Mostly, it appears to me, because he sacrifices his feelings and so forth, in order to make her happy. Which is his decision, and more power to him. Still…I wouldn’t want to be in that kind of relationship. It just seems too one-sided.

I met another man when my dad spent four months in a care facility last winter. His own father was there short term, as my dad was. His dad had fractured his foot, and was there because the man’s mom was 84 years old and frail… and couldn’t take care of his dad as he recuperated. This man faithfully visited his dad every night after work for an hour, and faithfully picked his mom up on his days off so she could visit his dad for a few hours. (His brother brought her the other days.) I was there with MY dad when he was, since we both have the same four day work week. I was amazed at his dedication, and I think he is a wonderful person. I think BOTH of those men are awesome people. So one day, this man’s SIL and I got to talking, and I mentioned how wonderful I thought both of the guys were. She agreed, and went on to tell me that in her BIL’s case it was all the more awesome because BIL’s wife was extremely ticked off by all the time her husband was spending with his dad. And I was like…astounded. HOW can you be ticked off by the fact that for a short time, your husband is spending what comes out to be about thirteen hours a week with his father? SIX of which don’t impact you AT ALL because YOU are at work? And one more hour a day, four days a week, doesn’t seem (to me) to impact you either…since it is just after work, and who spends “quality time” with their husband between 5 and 6 at night, when you yourself get off at 5PM and are getting home and cooking dinner? And even if he is usually the one who cooks dinner, shouldn’t you be willing to do it for the short term, when you know it isn’t a forever thing? A matter of a few months? So, for a few months, your husband is spending thirteen hours a week with his dad, ten of which don’t seem to me to impact your life. That is three hours a week that your husband is taking away from your time. For a FEW MONTHS? Sheesh. I just don’t GET that.

Again, not my place to judge their marriage. I don’t know them well enough to make ANY assumptions at all. It just seems wrong to me, to begrudge your husband three hours a week away from you so he can tend to his parents. I just don’t, as I said, “get it.” No one in my family would ever have a fit if they were in that situation, so I just can’t relate.

So that is one more thing about being single that is good. If you are single, and in a situation like that, you don’t have anyone throwing tantrums at you if you feel the need to support your family if they need it. Please God you’ll never have to DO that…but if so? It is best to be single.

But, as is not uncommon, I digress. :smiley:

If, like me, you are single?

I KNOW I’m single, and so it seldom bothers me to go to these kinds of things alone. [sub]I admit to the occasional melancholy moment, usually at family events…weddings and christenings mostly[/sub] I have no expectations that anyone will go with me, since there is no one who I expect loves me enough to go with me just because they love me and I have the expectation that they would WANT to support me through that kind of thing. Oh, sure…if I feel I need some kind of support, I have friends or family members who will go with me if I ask. BUT…I don’t need to have anyone support me through them, usually, because I can handle it on my own. BUT? If I was in a relationship where I felt that I shouldn’t have to go through something alone…and yet I WAS there alone? That would be kind of distressing. Actually, it would be VERY distressing. For me, anyway. If you love someone, you should be able to depend on them to do those things with you. Even if they’d rather be watching old movies on AMC. Especially since YOU would rather be watching old movies on AMC yourself.

Much better to be alone ALONE…than to be alone together. At least you have no expectations, so there are no expectations [sub]or wistful wishes[/sub] that aren’t being met.

And then there is that having popcorn for dinner thing, with no one looking at me as though I was the worst person EVER because I felt like having popcorn for dinner. Instead of meat and potatoes. And a vegetable, and dessert. :smiley:

No one asks, “what happened to that nice girl who was here last night?”

If you collect any kind of keepsakes, say womens underwear or jewellery or even fingers, you don’t have to lock them away.

It is OK to have a room with no windows and external locks, so long as you aren’t renting.

You are the only judge of how bad it smells under the house.

No testimony that conflicts with your version of events.

5 reasons being single is better:

  1. freedom

  2. FREEDOM

  3. FREEDOM

  4. FREEDOM**

  5. [SIZE=7]Free-dom![/SIZE]** (sing it)
    If you’re still unconvinced, maybe a little Citizen Kane will snap you out of it.

I reckon uglybeech sums it up nicely. :smiley:

Being single means being in charge of your own destiny.

I was married for 10 years (with son) and have been single for 7 years, so I’ve been both places.

ADVANTAGES

  1. Ability and freedom to meet and have sex with different types of women. Come on! This alone should cheer you up. If you have to work on your game, that’s
    another matter, but the point is that you now have the guilt-free ability to
    connect with whoever you want.

  2. Freedom to pursue whatever kinky fetishes you have.

  3. No one to drag you down or distract you on pursuing your dream, no matter how wacky it may seem to the outside world. No obligation to help someone with their dream, if you happen to disagree with it.

  4. Ability to hang up or make go away someone who is annoying or yelling at you.

  5. Ability to become a stronger person by seeking connections but embracing independence and aloneness. (Notice: I did not say embracing “loneliness”).

  6. Ability to jack off when you want and for as long as you want and how you want (because most women just don’t seem to know how to do it right).

  7. Ability to indulge in video games, internet, sports, auto racing, golf, RPGs, strip clubs, etc. without interference.

  8. Ability to do household chores at your leisure. If this house becomes a total mess and you can live with it, that’s your business.

DISADVANTAGES

  1. Paying taxes as a single guy SUCKS! You’re penalized for being single.

  2. If I find my “soul mate”, I would presumably have all of the advantages above (to the same or lesser extent) and would therefore choose marriage.

  3. Being married, you have more purchasing power.

  4. If you’re a guy and your children live with your ex-wife, you can’t be more of an influence that you’d like to be. (I don’t think married people with children should get divorced until kids are at least 8-10 years old).

I would have to disagree with this. Having children listen to you scream and yell and cry at each other or watch you pull away from each other in stony silence isn’t good for them. In fact, I would say it is far worse for them than having two happy parents who don’t happen to live in the same house. It is hard to make joint custody work, but another benefit of being single is that if you are a parent you get quality one-on-one time with your kids that you probably would have spent as “family” time with both parents if you were still married. If you want to be more of an influence call them regularly and make an effort to have all of your time with them be special. Don’t be “weekend” dad just because you only see them on the weekend.

Other good things about being single:[ul][]I can spend as much time on the internet as I want listening to podcasts in Esperanto or tracking down maps of the Chinese expressway system or hanging out on the SDMB or digging up obscure units of measurement or researching the migration of climatic zones or locating an algorithm to calculate the Equation of Time or downloading pictures of nekkid women. And nobody calls me on it. []I can stay up as late as I want reading or drawing.[]I can make smoothies in the morning with my mega-mixer and not wake anyone else up.[]I get all the blankets.[/ul]Semi-good thing about being single: If I’m ill, I infect fewer people. Being ill still sucks, though.

Too true. We singles may be the odd wheels hanging off the sides of our families at times, but at least we aren’t trapped

:eek: I thought I was the only person who did the popcorn thing. :smiley:

If you’re neurotic like me, by being single you don’t have to worry about your SO cheating, flirting, thinking about men/women, leaving you…etc.

No compromises. You do what you want, when you want, however you want.

Stuff I miss:

Grabbing my keys and walking out the door without having to explain to anyone where, why, how long…

Dancing. My hubby doesn’t dance, and I haven’t been out to a bar with a dancefloor in FOREVER.

Dancing with men! And flirting with them. And knowing there are no expectations.

Climbing into bed, alone, with magazines, the remote and a drink, and not having to worry about whether the lamp is keeping someone else awake, or if MTV is annoying him or whatever.

When my money was mine. Every penny. No groceries for 4, no major bills, no debts. I didn’t even have a credit card before I got married. No need for one.

The body I had before kids. Damn… if only I’d known it was never gonna be better than that!

Traveling. We don’t anymore. Too hard with a disabled kid.

Seriously, I think I want to be you for a few months. Wanna trade lives?