Hasta la pasta singletania

I received a phone call from a good friend of mine from home last night. His question was simple.

"So. What's up with you and this Seth guy?"

As in-- "Amy. For real? You're actually someone's girlfriend now?"

Yes. As a matter of fact I am. Apparently I forgot to share my letter of resignation from the single world with the rest of you. So here is a copy of what I forwarded to the proper Singleton Authorities when I discovered that I would no longer be a voting member of their society.

Dear land of Singletania,

I promptly would like to declare my letter of resignation as a singleton princess. While I have enjoyed the many, many years I so graciously paraded around in the world of Singletania, eating my weight in Girl Scout cookies, downing Jack n' cokes until my liver cried out in pain, petting cats and wishing on just about every star in the sky for Prince Charming, another job opportunity has presented itself that i cannot possibly pass up.

The employers of Relationshipomowoc offered me a position in their Girlfriendcy department, wooing me with their promises of roses and kisses and hugs and hand holding and free dinners and even the occasional "Honey do" list. (With summer approaching and the need for a window A/C unit to be installed in my 4th floor apartment you must understand my plight). There is even a possibility of a promotion and relocation to the land of Wife du Lac. You know how I greatly enjoy career advancement.

It is with great sadness that I return my Singletania driver's license granting me privileges to be the wild single girl, along with my jar of commitment phobia.

I apologize for any betrayal you may feel as a result of my resignation. I would also like to apologize in advance for infecting you with Third Wheel Syndrome.

All the best on your quest to find the one,

Amy

P.S. When the heck are you going to get your act together and find yourself a boyfriend?