As a single, unmarried 30 year old, I often wonder why I haven’t found “the one”. Is it because I haven’t encountered the right guy for me? Maybe fate wanted me to be a writer voicing my dating saga for other single ladies to commiserate with. Or maybe, I’m just too darn picky. I don’t want to settle for just anyone, so I feel like I’m simply looking out for my best interests, but in the light of day this looks eerily similar to being far too picky. 

As evidenced in my last blog post, I have oodles of fish from which to choose. A friend texted after reading said post and said, “Wow, you are being fussy!” But is it fussy, or is it choosy? Isn’t it good to have criteria instead wasting my time with every lazy dude who just types “hi ;)”?

Many of my girlfriends say (and I’m guilty, too, of course) that it’s easy to pick one thing about a guy that immediately turns them off. Drunk dials? Goodbye! Doesn’t know modern trivia? Adios! Bad at texting? See ya!

These may be silly (though true) examples, there are plenty of real reasons to ditch a dude that won’t prove you’re picky, but instead tout how smart you really are. So how do you know when you’re being too picky vs. looking out for your best interest?

I don’t quite know the answer to this, but until I find out, I’ll continue to vet through those POF profiles like it’s my job, judge first dates too harshly, and find something wrong with just about every guy. Because isn’t it better to be single than with a guy I don’t like? At least, I’ll keep telling myself that until desperation sets in…