BIG BLOG #3! DR. Rach's relationship talk

Yayyyyy. It's finally Sunday! The day I've been waiting for ever since Friday when i declared i would only do 2 blogs a week. Now I can post Big Blog #3! As promised I, Dr. Rach (the non doctor) has advice about relationships. For starters I wouldn’t think they would work well with a third party…

I often am mistaken for a boy in this domain. This is purely because I don’t feel the need to send texts 10 times on a daily basis to ‘my boy’ like a clingy, crazy, girl or fall in love with them when they tell you that you have nice hair or some silly compliment. I know there are more of us out there. I like to keep reminding my friends; yes I still have a vagina. VAGINA! Hehehe.

In a relationship, widowed, separated, divorced, single, engaged and married. These are all acceptable words to describe ones relationship to another. I do however have an issue with the label ‘it’s complicated.’ That is not a relationship status but more - I want someone and I’ll wait in the wings until they give me the nod or call me up Saturday night. If it’s so god damn complicated go on Bold and Beautiful and remove yourself from the real world, FREAK. Deep breaths Rach, deep breaths…

Another questionable relationship status, ‘in an open relationship.’ This one makes me a bit uncomfortable. ‘Person A’ is seeing ‘Person B’ whilst fornicating with persons ‘C, D, E.’ Which I believe sort of defeats the purpose. Someone’s getting jibbed! Whose ‘B’ seeing when ‘A’s seeing ‘D’?  Don’t forget those ‘C’ and ‘E’, people what are they doing? I suggest ‘B’ dumps ‘A’ and then gets with ‘D’ and that way ‘C’ and ‘E’ can be together and ‘A’ can cop that!

I have had zero boyfriends… (I want the first kiss I have to be on my wedding day and special). Okay I may have lied a bit there but the 0 boyfriends I’m happy to claim.

I have been on an occasional date. Obviously with little success but Bendigo is a tiny sample of the population so I’m not overly fazed. I will never forget this one date (or outing) with, let’s just call him ‘Seagull.’ Seagull reached over the table and without asking ate some of my chicken because he didn’t like his fish. Well don’t order fish! It gets worse... Seagull drank the last of my diet coke (again without asking) because he guzzled his coke! I was so angry and parched. I say when you’ve been on less than 5 dates order safe. I’d rather be able to enjoy my food and if that means by myself I’m happy too.

I am not one of those singles I call the ‘over compensators.’ I JUST LOVE BEING SINGLE! SINGLE IS SO FUN! WOOOO!!!! I’M HAVING SO MUCH FUN! I LOVE HANGING OUT WITH THE GIRLS ALL THE TIME AND SPENDING TIME ON MY SELF. I FORGOT HOW MUCH FUN BEING SINGLE IS! And singing ‘all the single ladies’… Bla bla bla. We all know these ladies hate being single. Me on the other hand I genuinely like it. I think when I’m super old like 30 (ha) ill contemplate some further action unless Jason Stratman with his big hairy man chest or even Bear Grylls or Karl Stefanovic (minus wives and children because my morals are first-class) knocked on my door…

YOUR THE BEST, RACH xx

Oh and P.s: I've added a snap of me and my husband to be... He visited me on holidays once. I think its nice he took time out of his busy schedule to see me.

And one of our wedding cake (minus the happy birthday candles and happy birthday caption obviously).