22. TV

I'll watch just about anything on TV, but there are some things I just really can't care about. Car shows are one of them. Hockey is another. To be perfectly honest, I'm not crazy about anything on the Spike network either. Today, I spent most of the afternoon watching Community and Drop Dead Diva on Netflix while laying on the couch eating chocolate chips. Reason 22 to be envious of us singletons is not having to pretend to care about/enjoy watching crap your significant other enjoys on tv.

21. Closet Space

Despite the fact that one of my favourite things is to throw things away, I have a lot of stuff in my closet. Not only is my closet on the fullish side but it is meticulously organized by clothing type, colour, length, etc. It is a glorious example of all things closety. Reason number 21 to be single is that I don't have to share any space in my closet with some boy AND I don't need to worry about trying to fit his stupid clothes into my superb organization system. Score!

20. Bed Hog

I don't know how I lived for 23 years sleeping on a twin mattress. I am even more incredulous when I think that others slept in that bed with me simultaneously. HOW?! Even with a queen bed, I can't imagine sharing. As previously mentioned, I am a thrashy sleeper and I flip and flop like a fish out of water. I have woken up laying sideways, on a diagonal, even layed out like a starfish. I've gotten myself all wrapped up in a cocoon of blankets and I've kicked every thread off in my sleep. The great part about being single is that my sleep habits aren't hindering anyone else's sleep patterns and I don't need to feel guilty or endure bitching about my spastic bed behaviour!

19. Onion Rings

I picked up some onion rings for supper on the way out of town tonight. They majorly stunk up the car...so I can't imagine what they did to my breath after eating them or to my clothes after sitting beside them for 20 minutes. Either way, it doesn't matter! Reason number 19 to be single is that there is no one to smell my breath or my clothes, so I could eat onion rings every day for every meal and the only one who would care would be me!