My last few posts have been quite long and deep (all that adult reflecting on life etc) so I thought I’d write about something I’ve been thinking about all day. Literally all day. My brain will do anything to procrastinate.
Ever been in a conversation where your gal pal is sick of being single, and she starts doing the inevitable- flicking her hair (back and forth, thanks Willow Smith), and saying:
‘Ugh, I’ll just grow old and live by myself with 400 cats to keep me company.’
Don’t say you haven’t heard it. I’ve even said it at some point. And I don’t even know why. I hate cats- they scratch and I’m allergic to them and if I touch one my eyes swell up and I can’t breathe, so basically, in my mind, they are a species that wants me dead and I didn’t even do anything to them. Rude.
Right, I know the whole ‘cat lady’ thing is just something that people say to get a laugh to divert people’s attention to how worried they are about their romantic life, but it’s just so weird on so many levels.
First of all, you are a human being. You (hopefully) have family. If not, or if they live far away from you, go out and and make some pals. Just talk to a stranger on the street! If they are not a peadophile, a murderer, a thief, or a bad person in general (and provided they aren’t creeped out about the fact that you’ve just spoken to them on the street out of the blue) then boom, you’ve got yourself a friend.
Never let that friend go, and they’ll keep you company. No cat needed.
A lot of girls go through a breakup and say ‘oh that’s it, it’s the cat-lady life for me now.’
NO. No it isn’t! Be the strong gal that you are, and go and do things that make you happy! Fair enough, if getting a cat is the thing that will cheer you up (and you can afford the expense of a pet) then go for it! But if you’re doing it because you’re newly single and you’ve given up hope of being happy again, just don’t.
Take a stroll to the park, get some fresh air, and you might even come to the conclusion that you don’t even like cats.
Also, I just want to add that even though I don’t like cats, I feel like they get a bad rep from this saying? Why are cat ladies deemed crazy? (apart from wanting a cat, but that’s my own biased opinion of course, did I mention I don’t like them?) Why do people say ‘crazy cat lady’? She might not be crazy! She might be the nicest woman you ever did meet!
An older lady – let’s say Irene- who lives alone and happens to have a lot of cats isn’t necessarily lonely or sad right? Her mate Gladys next door could have a man and loads of kids and grandkids and be way more cranky because she’s dying for a bit of peace and quiet. Irene can watch Eastenders or go for a walk whenever she wants. Gladys cannot, because her grandkids are fighting over the TV (one wants to watch Winnie the Pooh and the other wants Pokemon) and she can’t go for a walk because that means taking the little ones with her and all they do when they’re outside is cry about being tired and walking into dog poo by accident.
Can you tell I’m a dog person?