We had just had dinner - me, my sister and my mother - and were relaxing in front of Netflix when suddenly there was a sound. From outside. Knowing we were home alone the sound stopped us cold. Something bumped into something else and then it stopped.
All of a sudden the living room door was closed and I was sitting on the dining table. Not really sure exactly how it happened, but apparently my reflexes work like spiderman.
Sure I’ll trip over my own feet while walking down the street in a pair of ballerinas, but a sound that is out of place and there is no telling what I’ll do. Or in this case, where I’ll end up.
When the sound had stopped my sister and mother, who where slightly stunned but doing their best to ignore that I was sitting on the table (?), were standing. The room was quiet, and we were listening for more sounds. Was someone in our house? Was anyone outside? What the hell was that sound?
Then my mother realized ”maybe it was the mouse trap?”
So you’re probably wondering what the F happened and probably getting a bit restless wondering if I’m ever going to get to the point.
Yes I will but you see, some things you can’t simply blur out as it will lead to misunderstandings and then you’ll be laughing too. And we don’t want that.
So here’s the thing.
There was a rat or a mouse in the house. Not really sure which and honestly, even though I’ve heard that apparently there is a big difference as mouses are supposedly cute, I don’t really care. Cause, it’s a rat, or a mouse and to me, it might as well had been a squirrel. It’s an animal, and it belongs outside.
We knew we had a problem with rats in the house and ever since we found out my mother and father had carefully laid out traps in hopes of catching them.
Anyhow, when my mother had uttered the likeliness that it was probably a mouse I jumped off the table and opened the door.
I mean, even if there was someone in our house, what where we supposed to do - Sit trapped inside a room with a glass door? Not exactly hidden or discrete. But we had decided that it was most likely just a rat. So I looked outside in the hallway just to be sure a robber wasn’t hiding outside and said it.
”I know what we should do!” I said with a certainty that I still haven’t really realized actually makes people around me think I really know what I’m doing. Which sometimes I do, yes, but mostly I’m just making it up as I go.
They waited for the answer and I turned around and pointed at my younger sister.
”I think you should go check it out.”
And this is where they stopped and then bursted out laughing. I suppose it was not volunteering myself that had them laughing, but before you do too! You should know that I had at this point done a quick calculation in my head and come to the conclusion that; my mother might have been the parent, but her reactions aren’t always the best. And though I consider myself fearless and most often cool headed, my reflexes are sometimes unpredictable and can get me seriously injured (and they have and I’ll tell you about that some other time). So out of the three of us, my little sister, who is ridiculously strong I might add, was the best pick.
So yes, it made the most sense to send her out. And though she is my younger sister, it’s only by one year and she’s way more responsible than I.
AND there was a rat. I mean, when there’s a rat involved, logical thinking goes out the window, really. So yes, I did say it. And yes there was cause for my mother and my little sister to stop for a minute, glance at me (as if I was insane) and then burst out laughing. But it was my natural reaction. Like I said - totally unpredictable.
I love being single. You know just in case my previous writings hasn’t made that fully clear. I love it, like more than anything. Well of course I love my family and friends etc but I LOVE being single. While some people go from relationship to relationship and long to find that one person who will be your constant plus one at gatherings.
I love the freedom of not being tied to one person.
And while I fully understand the desire to find a partner in life - most of my friends are in a state of twosome-ness and I could not be happier for them - I absolutely love it when a friend hasn’t found someone is in need to hear it’s okay and I get to bring up all the upsides of using the time before you find him or her wisely.
Here’s this is how I look at it. I’m a firm believer of the need to focus on yourself! Of getting to know yourself before you get to know someone else and also in the strength that comes out of not being in a relationship.
As my grandmother put it, ”Before you can love someone else, you have to love yourself and be a whole person”. God I love that woman, talk about a source of inspiration.
So when a friend needed to hear that is was more than okay if not preferable to completely ignore that wonderful pressure society has a tendency to put on people that you have to ”find someone to share your life with” - I was more than happy to step in. Because sometimes there is nothing better than to be the only person in your own life to have to consider when making a decision. And seriously the best thing ever is being as selfish as you can only be before someone decides to put a ring on it, or you become a parent and it’s no longer just about you.
Enjoy being spontaneous, lying in bed with a glass of wine and a really good book and going for a late-night coffee-run cause just cause you got the urge, eleven at night.
This is Emily exploring NYC from the window of our hotelroom #BeSpontaneous
P.S obviously the whole lying in bed drinking wine and running out in the middle of the night for coffee are stuff that I do and not to be recommended for everyone. Obviously.