So it's Thanksgiving. Turkey. Family. Watching Macy's on TV, and then barreling into your local Macy's the next day.
Different families behave in different ways, and "good" and "bad" are mostly based on our points of view.
However, the least helpful question that a Spinster can get during the holidays is probably:
"So, when can we expect to see you married?"
Whether you are barely making ends meet in your half of a shared studio with a cafe job, or making billions of dollars at a 24/7 career that takes you to Japan every third Monday, there may be something amiss. You haven't invited your extended family to a big wedding with an open bar, or added to the pile of children screeching and wrestling on the living room floor.
One year, my aunt was (justifiably) bragging about her adorable grandchildren, and Mom began to simper and imply that she'd like some too. I suddenly sat up, eyes wide with pleasant suprise, and exclaimed:
"Wait, so you want me to do the kids thing, but not the husband thing? OK, cool, I'll keep that in mind!"
Never spoken of since. Win!
This week, I am thankful that I get a quiet three day weekend of food and low key family time (if I am lucky), and playtime with the family cat. When I get home, I will have a mountain of leftovers in my fridge, a nice apartment, a job to resume on Monday, and all the pumpkin pie to myself. Unless I invite some friends over to eat it with me, like I did last year. And that's a pretty good life :-)
How do you deflect/disarm such questions? Do Bachelors get the same hassling that Spinsters do?