Settling Sucks

One of the things that kept me single for so long instead of married and pumping out babies at the age of 22 aside from my need to have my life in order and be completely independent was the fact that there are not that many great men out there. I had pretty high standards but come on there can’t be that many people who do not measure up. My standards were simple:
1. They had to be ok, or even thrilled being the mate of an opinionated powerful independent female
2. I had to have fun with them just doing nothing
3. I wanted someone who was good on their own as in they had hobbies and things that they wanted to do without me as well as someone who was good working toward common goals
4. And the biggest was that if I had a son I would want him to be just like his father.
Many of the men I dated fit most of these categories but only the last, Mr. Rogue, the one I am marrying fulfilled that last requirement. I found that waiting for what you deserve instead of what you think you should settle for was well worth it in my case.