Saturday, June 1, 2013

Fluttering Solo

To flutter means that one is flying unsteadily...such is the journey of the farmer's daughter (FD) and the teacher (E). We are two Gen Y singletons that are a part of a whole new demographic that many don't know what to do with. We are educated and we both have careers. We are single and in our late 20s and early 30s. We go to weddings alone and are the 3rd (or 5th) wheel when hanging out with friends. We listen to friends talk about weddings, pregnancies, potty training, and the trash not being taken out. We have 500 pictures of our dogs on our iphones, know how to go it alone, and are relied upon by co-workers because they "don't have any family." FD and E both hail from the Midwest although FD lives and works on the gulf and E remains in the Midwest. They are friends from high school that have learned that fluttering is not so bad and that frustrations can be really funny...

Yes, I realize that I just posted the introduction off the google+ profile but it basically sums up what the farmer's daughter (FD) and the teacher (E) are all about. We were raised in the same small city in the Midwest--although FD grew up on a farm and E wouldn't know more about farming than the saying for corn of "knee high by the Fourth of July." As we've gotten older--yes, ancient in our late 20s/early 30s, we've found that being single longer is becoming more of the norm for our generation. One of us have been the boomerrang child (E), One of us have done the serious relationship without marriage (FD), and both of us have found that people don't know what to do with the Gen X/Y  demographic of singletons.

Weddings and babies have been delayed in the face of education and career. E bought a house on her own and FD transplanted herself to a state on the Gulf of Mexico for school and work. While our friends, family, and co-workers marry, have kids, and live life, we flutter about and try to figure out ours. What we've learned: frustration is funny and so we thought, why not share it?

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