Over the weekend, my friend Katie announced her engagement. First and foremost, congratulations again, Katie! I am truly excited for her, and while I have yet to meet the lucky guy after extending more than one invite to them to various social gatherings at my house and elsewhere (hint, hint, Katie!!), I'm sure he's a keeper from the sounds of it.

As happy as I am for her, her engagement does serve as an ever-so-mildly stinging reminder of my perpetual single status, particularly since she and I dated for a while when we first met. Yet again, life moves forward for those I've dated in the past, while I'm stuck in neutral at age 30, no closer to--well, much of anything than I was 5 years ago.

Not helping matters, my recent spate of dating has left me feeling burned out. I feel like I'm just going through the motions now, not really invested in the repetitive getting-to-know-you conversations, visiting the same bars and restaurants for the same drinks, same meals, same questions, same answers, and same end result--not being interested or being interested but not having that interest returned. I think it's time to shift my full focus on my friends, family, and myself right now.

Finally, a break from shaving my legs and ass for a while!