Is there something in the water?

So I'm back home for what should be a bit of a break. It's been nice so far. Not exactly what I'd call restful. But at least I don't have to do housework, which is very nice, and I totally do not take for granted now that I'm on my own. Extremely on my own, I guess.

No, I'm not talking about some recent break-up. That happened back in February. And again in June. Different guy, same name. I've been single for a number of months now. Completely contrary to the trend of so many that I know. You see, I came home for a wedding. The groom is a very dear friend of mine, and I have gotten to know his bride in the last number of years. Both great people. They live in Ottawa too. This was wedding number 8 million for this year out of my group of friends. Okay, so I exaggerate. But it was the third of three weddings I was invited to, and the one that I most wanted to attend, and the one that was most likely to get me a vacation out of the deal too, because the plan was to have my paper finished before I came home. Didn't quite work out, but more on that later.

There seems to be a trend toward coupling up. It's like, almost everyone I know is either in a serious relationship, starting a serious relationship, moving in together, living together, engaged, about to get engaged, married, or recently married. And it's all making me painfully aware of how single I am, and how I wish I wasn't.