December is the Worst Month for Single Females

If you are lucky enough to be in a new relationship December is like walking on eggshells. Should you ask your new guy to the company, family, or friend's Holiday Party? What is the most appropriate gift, you don't want to do too much or too little. What if anything will he do for you? What will his expectations be?

Let's face it even men with money get strange or cheap at the holidays. I think it's their fear of getting it wrong. For others I think that the holiday's and the whole gift thing represent commitment and some are just not willing to go there. You would get a gift for a good friend wouldn't you? So why wouldn't you do at least that much for someone that you are intimate with? Instead of communicating their fears or concerns most break it off until after Valentines Day! Speaking for myself I never want a man to go broke shopping for me. I feel most special when the gift represents that the giver has paid attention too your likes, dislikes, favorite colors etc.

If you are truly without a companion all of the holiday movies about family and couples doing extraordinary things under adverse circumstances for each other magnifies the fact that you have no one! And the Christmas Carols, although I like "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" it is one of the saddest for me to hear. Not to mention the Gift Commercials! Who get a Diamond in their stocking anyway isn't that for Barrettes, Batteries, Chap Stick and Chocolates? I wonder what the actual gifts are for these people, small islands in the Indian Ocean? The truly alone single has the Party dilemma too. You don't want to go alone, and you don't want to take just anyone with you just in case you meet someone there. If you are one of the only single women there and you show up alone looking festively hot the men aren't allowed to talk to you for very long and the other woman wont.

The Family Holiday Gathering. Every year it's the same call from my brother or my Sister in Law "I don't know if you're dating anyone (they would if they ever asked) but your welcome to bring him, or even if you just want to bring a friend". One year they sat me at the Kiddy table, it was a kindergarten size table facing the wall and facing away from the adult couples table. I would have been fine there except my sister in law fed the kids before I arrived and never rearranged the seating plan. It was half way through dinner before anyone even noticed that I was eating 2 feet off the ground facing the wall and away from everyone else. All I needed was a Dunce Cap to top it off! My brother had finally become aware of their failed arrangements and then everyone insisted there was enough room at the table (I had already figured that out) and that I should join them at the Adult Couples Table. I refused too lighten their guilt; I was fine where I was, the damage was already done. The good new is that at 45 I have been single so long they don't even ask the embarrassing no win questions anymore! But on the flip side the married with kids bunch all bond with each other and are so wrapped up in their own lives that they can't even fake being remotely interested in any portion of my singles survival.

Answering to your female friends and family members about what your special friend or companion got you or did for you over the holidays, this is the worst for me! This seems to be some sort of barometer reading of how the relationship is going. Which would be fine for an established relationship, but puts unnecessary pressure and unreasonable expectations on a new relationship.

New Years Eve, a few years ago I had been invited to a party at the home of two of my oldest friends. They are married with two children one in College and the other in High School. The party consisted of about 4 married couples their children my best friend, her boyfriend and me! I didn't know the demographics going into the party, but should have suspected. When I arrived I soon sized up the men in the room, one man looked single, nice enough looking and intelligent enough to have a conversation with. It wasn't very long and his wife made her presence known and he was whisked away. I still had a nice time and did appreciate the invitation but not exactly how I would like to finish or begin my year. I have a very nice Ukrainian family that has lived below me for five years now. I heard about a New Years superstition around the same time they moved in, I don't remember it exactly but the first visitor through the door of a single woman's home in the New Year must be a man for good luck. Each year sometime after midnight I go down to their apartment and ask Oxana if I can borrow Igor. She is really so kind to allow me to borrow him each year, anyway he comes up takes a step completely into my apartment and gives me a kiss that Oxana would approve of for my good luck! Sad that I have to borrow the man, but thinking back they last five years hasn't been so bad.

These are my reasons December is the worst month for single females. Take a breath; say a prayer and it will be over before you know it!