The Dreaded Plus One

Why do we worry about having someone on our arm to act like an accessory? Maybe the 'we' is just me? Why do I worry about not fitting in when I don't have someone to introduce? Being the independent woman I am, I do not understand why this bothers me so much.

Since moving to Fort Worth, I have received numerous invites including a plus one. It is stupid of me to admit that this turns into a conundrum. For the first time in my life, I have a good group of girlfriends. However, I keep inviting girlfriends to join me when I am single and ready to mingle. You feel me? I have met a few men here in the DFW area, but no one to invite to a work party or award ceremony, unfortunately.

The 'Plus One' conundrum bothers me, that it bothers me so much. Does that make sense? I am an extremely independent woman, nevertheless, would I like a man on my arm to support me? Most definitely. To be the person who people ask who is your plus one, are you bringing anyone or my placemat is next to the young-ins, because I don't have a plus one. That is the best.

Weddings, events, work parties etc. the list goes on and on. The dilemma of 'who do I ask' is just annoying. I wish it was already for certain. Have you ever seen the "Wedding Date" with Debra Messing? I hate to admit it, but I have considered doing that. I am just tired of all the questions.

I guess it is an insecurity for me to worry about this. I am secure with being single or maybe I am not as secure as I thought. I haven't found that great relationship that makes me go on a roller coaster of emotions since 2010....let that sink in. I am definitely not asking for sympathy. I have had several opportunities, but I am still looking for my 'Plus One' if you will. The man I can stand next to at a work party and be proud to be standing next to him.

At least at this next work party, I will be working it instead of worrying about this. Mind you, by working it I mean I am the event planner. Get your mind out of the gutter. ;)