Last week I went home to celebrate Thanksgiving with my family. I go home often because my parents live close to Chicago and I love going home to see my family, gorge on free food, grocery shop thanks to their Costco membership but like all good things there’s always a BUT. The weekend started on a good note, I was laughing it up with my parents, talking shop about their business and the events I covered. I was hoping to go the entire holiday weekend unscathed, without the dreaded question but a small part of me knew it was coming. A couple of weeks before, my mom asked if any of my friends would be coming with me for thanksgiving, I knew what she was trying to get at but assured her no such luck. Thanksgiving day, as she was cooking and as I thought we were over the question it reared it’s ugly head. “So you didn’t bring anyone home? why are you still single?”

I wish I could give her a succinct answer each time she asks, better yet I wish I could give myself a good answer on why I’m still single. My go to response now is “you know I am so busy with life and this blog, I don’t have time for anything else right now” and like the true Nigerian mother she is, her counter response is always along the lines of “well don’t wait too long, you are not getting younger.” OY! At least it beats the time we had family prayer and she devoted a good chunk of prayer to my singledom, my siblings found that one quite comical.
I assure her each time that I am looking and keeping my options open. The funny part about this was that a couple of days after writing the first Single In the City, I received an email from e harmony for a 2 month trial and guess what I did? yep, I sat down and filled out the PhD thesis length questionnaire, I even added a bit of humor. Can you believe they didn’t have at least one decent match within my area? I mean nada! I did spot one looker but he lives in North Carolina, what the devil?!?! I’m keeping my options open and keeping an open mind really. My expectations aren’t high as long as he can do this we’re good.

I kid, of course!
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Bolaji Sosan
Bolaji Sosan

pronounced: Boh-la-jee, like the Bellagio but w/o the O. SLC Founder and Editor, loves to write about topics at the intersection of career and lifestyle for today's young professional and future leaders.

  1. This happened to me at the end of October when it seemed to be the topic of conversation of everyone I ran into at the Farmer’s Market on Division. Trust me, they were NOT being helpful, since anyone of any potential, and in an earshot was now running the other way….

    Later in the day, I was in Lakeview where someone screamed my name and stated “Bradley Dineen…why won’t you be my boyfriend.” I didn’t have the heart to tell him that Suzy Orman would tell me to run the other way from this one. He doesn’t seem to be into fiscal conservativeness….

    I promptly went home, and did not come out for the rest of the weekend….

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