I'm Seeing a Pattern Here

I am having the absolutely oddest experience right now.

Everyone, and I mean everyone in the entire world, is doing one of two things:

Breaking up.

Or getting married.

Okay, that’s an exaggeration. It is not the whole world, just my world. But still, I know a lot of people. It’s still a paralyzing phenomenon sweeping Fargo/Moorhead.

One I am grateful I am not participating in because both sound like a heaping helping of stress. Since I am sans relationship I am doing neither, thank you very much.

Seriously. What is going on? Are we in some rare astronomical situation where the planets have somehow aligned to form a Mickey Mouse constellation? The effects of which are forcing couples to decide now if they ever plan to go to Disney World in a family vacation situation?

I mean good gawd.

Three good friends have broken up in the last few months with their long term boyfriends.

And two more have gotten engaged.

I’m feeling slightly bi-polar as my subsequent conversations with my social circle has no happy medium, it’s either, “What a bastard!” or “What a prince!”

I feel like calling up some of my happily married girlfriends just to ask them to tell me about the mundane yard work their husbands are doing. I seriously am craving a conversation that revolves around a couple's biggest dilemma being whether to plan lilacs or dogwoods along the fence in the backyard.

Because I am not sure I can take much more of this reality waffling between congratulations or castration.

And so, there you have it blogarama fans. The earth has entered some kind of force field. So beware. If you’re in a relationship and not sure where it’s headed . . . well, don’t look up at the sky tonight.

You may just see Mickey up there.

And be forced to make a decision whether you want to discover the magic.

Or not.