Where is heeeeee?

     Just another typical day working at Nordstrom in the children's department today, or not. Lately no day is typical and I am A-Okay with that. I'm helping my customer pick out a couple of outfits for her 10 year-old granddaughter. We start chit-chatting and end up on the subject how she's heartbroken because she only has 4 boys and will never get to be the mother of the bride. Other co-workers and kind elder customers chime in with their 2 cents and  positive comments.
     As I'm wrapping the lucky 10 year-old birthday gift, my customer quickly and clearly states that she still has one UN-married 28-year old son. Then looks me straight in the eye and ask, "So are you married?" I thought she was just trying to be funny or make conversation, but she clearly was being serious! She ask if she can take a picture of me to send to her 28 year-old obviously single son! I was caught so off guard, of course I said yes.
    She made a comment about how she has one more chance to try and get a daughter-in-law that she can feel like she bonds with, and then she sent the text to her last UN-married son. With the little tiny hope in my head thinking OMG that could be the future love of my life!... And then the bigger voice in my head saying, "Candace get real, he's probably super boring and a complete douche-bag."

    I didn't realize until today that being single in your 20's feels like every day is a time bomb to meet that mate. Lately every day feels like I'm a contestant on the bachelorette. I found out his name later in the conversation and did my very best to try not to google him. Who knows, what if he is my future husband! Now that would be a cute story to tell our grandchildren.

    As much as I try not to worry or convince myself that I'm not worried about being single forever, boys are always on the brain. Like really, where is heeeee? What is he doing right now? Why can't I have him yet? How many more people do I have to kiss before I never kiss another man again? Being 23 years-old and single means being in my prime time, doing what I want and when I want. My boobs are never going to be as perky as they are today (without surgery) my skin is never going to look younger than tomorrow, and my metabolism sure as hell isn't speeding up.

   I'll still convince myself that my Mr. Right is somewhere waiting for me at the perfect moment. After all, life is just made up of moments. I'm 23 years-old, have a good sense of who I am, what I want, and what I need. I'm gonna shove those "Where is heeeee" thoughts far back in the brain and enjoy my single summer.