Hello there, fellow singles! 
First of all, I would like to say that while I am very rarely in the chat rooms, I'm always surprised by the number of people who will send me a few comments about my threads (I forget that everyone on the forum can read what I write and often just think only the poor regular posters in Singles are the only ones who put up with my ramblings!)
I promise, I don't bite (very often), so please, if you ever have something you'd like to discuss or ask, feel free to leave me a message and stop by!! I would love to meet you and talk with you.
Having said that, I've noticed a lot of people here in the Singles room saying things such as, "I'm 18 and have never had a boyfriend/girlfriend," "I'm 26 and have never been out on a date," "I'm 24 and have never had a relationship," etc., as if there is something wrong with this, and I just wanted to say, there is NOTHING wrong with you so please do not somehow think you are abnormal in any way. We are ALL waiting on God's timing in our lives and I am in NO WAY trying to insult anyone here--I just thought we might try to lighten the mood a bit in our beloved Singles forum.
In the spirit of good (or maybe questionable) humor, I just thought it would be fun to discuss some other things that we, as singles, have never done!! After all, there is more to life than dating and finding "the one"... such as... battling small pests (and by that, I do not mean potential dates... although... there have been a few... and yes, I realize that others out there would label ME as being the small pest and I can't say I can argue with that).
I can say this (almost) without flinching--I, Seoulsearch, have a horrible fear of rodents. I'm fine with spiders, bees, wasps, and most insects, but anything with visible eyeballs and the ability to creep and crawl just gives me the willies. I could tell you a few stories here, but to avoid boring you all to death, I'll tell you about my first close encounter with a mouse in my home.
This is the thing I REALLY hate about rodents--you're going about your life... and they think they can join right in with their dirty, germ-laden little selves.
I was doing laundry one day and happened to accidentally kick the laundry basket--and something small, brown, and furry ran out from under it. I FREAKED OUT, called my parents (who still lived in the area at the time), and immediately went to the store to buy an arsenal of anti-rodent ammo.
After considering several choices, I finally settled upon a set of traps that basically looked like "mouse-sized chip clips" (chip clips are those hinged, plastic clips with a spring that you use to keep your bags of potato chips fresh)--they looked easy to set... and, more importantly, easy to dispose of. I thoroughly swept and mopped the floor and set my carefully-chosen trap. I even tied it to the door, because I'd heard horror stories of mice being caught only partially, then running off with the trap, only to be found in who-knows-where places several weeks later. No stupid little mouse was going to get away from me if I had my say!
Perhaps the trap was a little TOO efficient. I came home the next day, walked to the back of the house to get something... and stopped dead in my tracks.
A thin, but long tail was hanging out and resting on the floor behind my dryer. Praise the Lord that I could only see the tail and not the body or I may have passed out.
I immediately called my Dad to inform him the trap had served its purpose and could he please come dispose of the corpse? "Yeah, I can take care of it, but I can't make it there until tomorrow." My heart kind of sunk.
"But Dad,", I told him, "I can't sleep with a mouse ghost in the house!!"
"You'll just have to live with it," was my father's most-sympathetic reply.
Needless to say... I didn't sleep very well that night... but the next day, as promised, my Dad came over (while I was at work, so I didn't have to witness anything!) and took care of business.
I had one other story I won't go into today (I was horrified to come home to a sweet potato I'd left out on the counter that had dozens of tiny teeth marks--I freaked out and bleached down my entire kitchen, cabinets and all), but I finally deducted that it must be the openings around my kitchen and bathroom pipes--after obsessively duct-taping any nook and cranny around them I could find, I am happy to report that this seems to have taken care of the problem.
I can see a lot of people out there nodding their heads and saying, "I knew it! I just knew it! Behind all the big, tough talk in her threads, Seoulsearch is really just a big pansy!!"
*Hangs head in shame.*
Yes, I can admit it. I am 36 years old and have never emptied a mouse trap.
Here is a small sampling of other things I have also never done at my ripe old age:
--I have never sang at a karaoke bar. (This is more for the public's protection than for mine, as I'm sure I'd
be arrested within the first 5 minutes.)
--I have never bungee-jumped off the side of a mountain... or off the side of anything else, for that matter.
(I have a terrible fear of heights unless I'm strapped into a roller coaster, but that's another story.)
--I have never had an ingrown toenail (yes, I realize this is more than you want to know but looking back at
some of my relationships, I would have been better off with a difficult toenail rather than a difficult
boyfriend, several times over!!)
So, what about all of you out there? Feel free to give any answer you wish, whether out of dead seriousness or simple comic relief.
Take this sentence and make it your own:
"I am XX years old and I have never (tell us what you've never done before.)"
Happy sharing!!
First of all, I would like to say that while I am very rarely in the chat rooms, I'm always surprised by the number of people who will send me a few comments about my threads (I forget that everyone on the forum can read what I write and often just think only the poor regular posters in Singles are the only ones who put up with my ramblings!)
I promise, I don't bite (very often), so please, if you ever have something you'd like to discuss or ask, feel free to leave me a message and stop by!! I would love to meet you and talk with you.
Having said that, I've noticed a lot of people here in the Singles room saying things such as, "I'm 18 and have never had a boyfriend/girlfriend," "I'm 26 and have never been out on a date," "I'm 24 and have never had a relationship," etc., as if there is something wrong with this, and I just wanted to say, there is NOTHING wrong with you so please do not somehow think you are abnormal in any way. We are ALL waiting on God's timing in our lives and I am in NO WAY trying to insult anyone here--I just thought we might try to lighten the mood a bit in our beloved Singles forum.
In the spirit of good (or maybe questionable) humor, I just thought it would be fun to discuss some other things that we, as singles, have never done!! After all, there is more to life than dating and finding "the one"... such as... battling small pests (and by that, I do not mean potential dates... although... there have been a few... and yes, I realize that others out there would label ME as being the small pest and I can't say I can argue with that
). I can say this (almost) without flinching--I, Seoulsearch, have a horrible fear of rodents. I'm fine with spiders, bees, wasps, and most insects, but anything with visible eyeballs and the ability to creep and crawl just gives me the willies. I could tell you a few stories here, but to avoid boring you all to death, I'll tell you about my first close encounter with a mouse in my home.
This is the thing I REALLY hate about rodents--you're going about your life... and they think they can join right in with their dirty, germ-laden little selves.
I was doing laundry one day and happened to accidentally kick the laundry basket--and something small, brown, and furry ran out from under it. I FREAKED OUT, called my parents (who still lived in the area at the time), and immediately went to the store to buy an arsenal of anti-rodent ammo.
After considering several choices, I finally settled upon a set of traps that basically looked like "mouse-sized chip clips" (chip clips are those hinged, plastic clips with a spring that you use to keep your bags of potato chips fresh)--they looked easy to set... and, more importantly, easy to dispose of. I thoroughly swept and mopped the floor and set my carefully-chosen trap. I even tied it to the door, because I'd heard horror stories of mice being caught only partially, then running off with the trap, only to be found in who-knows-where places several weeks later. No stupid little mouse was going to get away from me if I had my say!
Perhaps the trap was a little TOO efficient. I came home the next day, walked to the back of the house to get something... and stopped dead in my tracks.
A thin, but long tail was hanging out and resting on the floor behind my dryer. Praise the Lord that I could only see the tail and not the body or I may have passed out.
I immediately called my Dad to inform him the trap had served its purpose and could he please come dispose of the corpse? "Yeah, I can take care of it, but I can't make it there until tomorrow." My heart kind of sunk.
"But Dad,", I told him, "I can't sleep with a mouse ghost in the house!!"
"You'll just have to live with it," was my father's most-sympathetic reply.
Needless to say... I didn't sleep very well that night... but the next day, as promised, my Dad came over (while I was at work, so I didn't have to witness anything!) and took care of business.
I had one other story I won't go into today (I was horrified to come home to a sweet potato I'd left out on the counter that had dozens of tiny teeth marks--I freaked out and bleached down my entire kitchen, cabinets and all), but I finally deducted that it must be the openings around my kitchen and bathroom pipes--after obsessively duct-taping any nook and cranny around them I could find, I am happy to report that this seems to have taken care of the problem.
I can see a lot of people out there nodding their heads and saying, "I knew it! I just knew it! Behind all the big, tough talk in her threads, Seoulsearch is really just a big pansy!!"
*Hangs head in shame.*
Yes, I can admit it. I am 36 years old and have never emptied a mouse trap.
Here is a small sampling of other things I have also never done at my ripe old age:
--I have never sang at a karaoke bar. (This is more for the public's protection than for mine, as I'm sure I'd
be arrested within the first 5 minutes.)
--I have never bungee-jumped off the side of a mountain... or off the side of anything else, for that matter.
(I have a terrible fear of heights unless I'm strapped into a roller coaster, but that's another story.)
--I have never had an ingrown toenail (yes, I realize this is more than you want to know but looking back at
some of my relationships, I would have been better off with a difficult toenail rather than a difficult
boyfriend, several times over!!)
So, what about all of you out there? Feel free to give any answer you wish, whether out of dead seriousness or simple comic relief.
Take this sentence and make it your own:
"I am XX years old and I have never (tell us what you've never done before.)"
Happy sharing!!
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