The husband just had his birthday a few days back. For the nth time, it was frustrating on my end to be helpless about wanting to do a lot of things but not being able to. Being the dutiful wife that I should be (and yes because I tend to be cheesy when it comes to putting effort, or not), I wanted to do a lot of things to make his special day memorable. But like all those other special days, our options are limited.
I would have wanted to make him the most awesome cupcake that shows my valiant efforts in decorating it with a Nick Cage troll-face. We would have spent the day watching old Bruce Lee and Quentin Tarantino movies till our brains turn into slush and we decide to go out for sushi and chicken balls. Then we end the day lighting fireworks in the neighbor's backyard. These, among other not-so-extraordinary but worthwhile things that could have happened if only we were physically together. But as such is not the case, he had to make do with a cheesy FB shoutout for now. Haha!
I could only say so much about the difficulty of being separated from your significant other. However, as not to torture thyself with more frustrations and helplessness, I have to acknowledge the perks of living the not-so-single life. This, meaning not single as per marital status, but you are in the basic sense of the word.
First, I am not obliged to cook decent meals. Being quite the busy bee, I tend to have food on-the-go and guilty of eating things that are cardboard in terms of nutritional value. Of course this is a no-no when we are both living under the same roof already. I do love to cook and I look forward to making 'sinigang' for the dinner table. But we will come to that.
Talking about food, I am not a classy eater. I stuff my mouth like there's no next meal. I don't chew my food and just swallow stuff in fistfuls. No one is there to make me feel awkward and tell me I'm piggish. It's awesome to be unladylike like this, right laydeez? This of course has to stop when you have other folks around and you need to dab the corners of your mouth properly with a napkin like you should. But we will come to that.
It can be such a pain to my obsessive mind to see 'man litter' around the place. That means pair-less socks, uncapped aftershave bottles, improperly squeezed toothpaste tubes, and who knows what other atrocity his species is capable of producing. There has to be some house rules to be strictly imposed. But we will come to that.
Also, no one has to comment about the way I dress. He cannot remark whether I'm wearing skirts that are too short or shirts that are too tight (disclaimer: I don't have these in my wardrobe but you get the picture). Woman, you are freeeeee! I understand that it would be different when he will be around. He would probably always insist that I wear a lumberjack polo on top of the little black dress. Can be reasonable in some situations. But we will come to that.
I could go on enumerating these 'perks' that might seem gibberish in more ways than one. So on a more serious note, being alone comes with independence. One learns to live life by relying on oneself most of the time. There's the tendency to be overly-dependent on someone once attached. To rely on someone is good, but to overly do so is another thing. So you are doing a great favor to yourself and to the people around you when you know how to stand on your own two feet. You learn to headbutt with life and toughen up when you're alone most of the time. And this I think is the big plus when one has had her fair share of the single or not-so-single life.
When one has learned to face life's daily trials alone, you know you can expect a lot from that person. When the time comes that life is shared between you two, then man, are you in for a treat. Expect the woman to compensate for all those years spent apart. By the time you get to be together, she has had lived that single life to its maximum that there won't be any other option but to be very devoted to the idea of being with someone already. She will more than live up to it. We will come to that. Soon.
P.S. This is my way of telling you that as much as I want to be next to you this very instant, fate's actually training me to be a very good companion to you soon. That's one way to put things in perspective. *wink* And that sorry I can't make that cupcake now. I'll build you a bakery in the future instead. *double wink*