To settle or not to settle for settling down

Age is just a number-Whoever first said that clearly hasn’t been at the receiving end of unsolicited concern from the aunty you shared a seat with on the bus. Oh wait! Not just aunties, but uncles, random passers by or even friends of the same age who got married yesterday. Also, age is a word! Sorry, the geek in me couldn’t resist it.

Now, I have no problem with people getting married, or not. I believe it’s one of the greatest joys of life to be able to spend your life with a partner you love. If marriage is not for you, then good for you! Go live your life! Have a dog or a cat or even a plant, if that’s what you like. PS: I have a money plant that I treat like my baby and religiously take care of. Now I am the proud mommy of a plant that has new tiny leaves growing and even has a name. Yeah, people! If you can go on about your babies, so can I.

Just don’t throw subtle or not so subtle questions at me regarding my plans to ‘settle down’. Or if you just cannot keep your nose within your business and ask me you must, at least please tell me what exactly you mean by settling down. Does it mean that you settle down at the bottom of the beaker like a precipitate out of solution? Mud at the bottom of a murky pond? Good heavens, the very thought gives me the chills! I think I‘d much rather be a colloid, happily floating around, never to settle. Isn’t that more exciting? And if you find a partner you are happy to float along with, then what more can one ask for? Two rolling stones will only keep the moss away!