Well what can I say. I'm getting close to 30, I have no children, no partner, no mortgage and a career in what has been labelled a 'dying industry' (print media). Sex is a long forgotten sport, I've considered buying a cat and it's not uncommon for me to swap dinner for wine. I also live in a retirement village where the only single men are widowed because they're ancient.
Although a spinster is generally an unmarried woman who is considered past her prime and unlikely to marry, I have come to accept that I am a new breed of spinster. A premature spinster. A premature spinster, by my definition, is a woman between the ages of 25 and 35 who enjoys her own company and is slightly baffled by this confusing, and sometimes confronting, world of dating, love, career, family, friendships, finance and responsibility.
These are my musings. New blogs will be posted on Wednesday evenings. Enjoy.