I'm a little annoyed with Lori Gottlieb's new book, "Marry Him: The Case for Settling for Mr. Good Enough."
Why?
Because I had every intention of hating it, and then writing about how much I hated it. I mean, that seems to be the thing to do these days. All the cool kids are hating it.
So I bought it, and read it... and, dash it all, I rather enjoyed it.
In fact, I found it to be an honest, practical look at dating in the twenty-first century. While its do-as-I-say-not-as-I've-done message is aimed at younger women, as a thirty-eight-year-old single woman myself, I must admit I found it rather vindicating.
About a year ago, when I finally gave up on meeting someone the normal way (i.e., at work, through friends, at the grocery store/bank/gas station/wherever) and started internet dating, WP insisted that it was possible to meet someone great online. As proof, she offered up that she had, in fact, just met a terrific couple who found each other online. The woman was 34! And the husband was a doctor!
Yeah. That's nice.
Except, as I explained to WP, there's a BIG difference in the online dating world between 34 and 37. (I was 37 then. Ah, those were the days.)
I'd be willing to bet my opposable thumbs that the pool of men available to WP's 34-year-old and the pool of men available to me were completely different pools. If, in fact, our pools were shoved together to form a Venn diagram, I'm pretty confident there would be absolutely no touching. None. Just two circles, hanging out.
WP didn't believe me. (She nodded like she believed me, but she really didn't. I could tell.)
Well. She should read Lori Gottlieb's book. That'll show her.
This is not to say that there aren't flaws with the book and with Gottlieb's reasoning. Essentially, her argument is that women shouldn't hold out for The One, because The One is a fantasy; that we shouldn't have long, inflexible lists of qualities we're looking for in a perfect partner; and that we should be realistic (especially as we get older) about the kind of partner we're going to attract.
Fair enough.
But nowhere does Gottlieb address some of the basic requirements for finding and being successful in a relationship. Things like readiness, and rightness, and timing. And luck.
To be in a successful relationship, you have to be ready for one. Do people sometimes (often?) get married before they're really ready? Oh, yes, they do. And I suppose it's possible that in some cases people really do "grow together," as you so often hear, but I've never seen it myself. More often, when people get married before they're really ready, they end up getting divorced.
Would I rather be single at thirty-eight than divorcing at thirty-eight? It's hard to say, but I think so.
I'd also rather be single than married to someone who's not Right For Me. Right For Me is, of course, hard to define, but it has nothing to do with being finicky about the things that Gottlieb seems to think women are concerned about, like height, full heads of hair, and the ability to banter. (Okay, I have to say it. What IS it about banter? Everyone wants to have great banter. You know what I want? Great conversation. Seriously, people.) Rightness is a feeling, and when that feeling happens, all the lists go out the window. Or so I hear.
Readiness and rightness are related to another factor that Gottlieb barely addresses: timing. Which is why the Sex and the City "light on" thing struck such a chord with me and my friends. For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, in one episode of SATC, the women discussed how men are like taxis. A man could be dating the most amazing woman in the world, but if his light's not on, he's not marrying her. And then, as soon as his light goes on, he pretty much marries the next woman who gets in the cab. In short: timing.
While I don't think it's quite that simple, I do think that more often than not the man is The Decider when it comes to marriage. It's true among my friends, and it's true anecdotally throughout Gottilieb's book. When a man decides he's met the woman he wants to marry, he sticks to her like glue until she decides she wants to marry him too.
And let's be honest: there's more than a little luck involved.
Me, I have a lot of lucky professionally. But personally?
Yeah. Well. You can't have everything.
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How are you lucky?
How am I lucky? Well, I think I am incredibly lucky because I have a husband that I love and who loves me. I have a beautiful daughter (who turned 12 today!) and a career that leaves me happy and fulfilled.
People around me say that I am unlucky. They laugh at my 'unluckiness'! I tend to have stuff going wrong a lot of the time. They always joke and say "Shit happens. And it's always happening to you." I've been told my life could be a soap opera... not good for the self esteem!
I met my husband at work. We were both married to other people. Long story short-we both ended up divorced. We were told we should date and laughed because we were best friends and knew WAY too much about each other. We knew it could never work. We were wrong. Our 15th anniversary is in April. I really despise him at times. But, I love him more than life itself most of the time. It's a crapshoot. We banter like nobody's business. And it's fun! And everybody around us finds it as entertaining as we do. He isn't who I imagined myself spending my life with.
Someone told me once "it isn't whether or not you can live with someone. It's whether or not you could live without them." There couldn't be a truer statement...
Posted by: Sandy | 02/21/2010 at 09:28 PM
Right now I feel lucky that you had a great new post online just in time to thoroughly engage me and distract me from my own "this household is disastrously disorganized/I have way too much to do" late-Sunday-night feeling of being overwhelmed... As for the book you discussed, it made me realize that I tend towards a very pragmatic state of mind concerning relationships. Not that I don't believe in or value or celebrate or aspire to romance, but it occurred to me just now that my main feeling of romantic achievement in marrying Thom was that (other than it feeling right, good, etc.) it was far more romantic than how my parents' meet-and-marry story had always been presented to me. (I.e., they met on a blind date, and after a respectable courtship interval and some frank conversations, they mutually agreed that they weren't getting any younger, both needed spouses in order to have a family, and that they should therefore get married to each other. SUPER-romantic.) It also occurred to me just now that I have no earthly idea how my grandparents met each other, how long they courted, or whether they even liked each other when they got married. (We're talking about old-school mainland China, circa 1920-1930.) Unfortunately my grandparents have all passed away, my dad has Alzheimers, and I don't know his siblings at all, so I may never get the real story, certainly not on his side. And it's rather sad that it has NEVER occurred to me to ask my parents what _their_ parents' romances had been like, because I assumed that there had been no romance involved at all. Wow! Depressing! Or, liberating... because I think that people, especially women, put a lot of pressure on themselves by having rigid expectations concerning how much romantic love and soulmate-finding there might or might not be in store for them on their particular journeys. Maybe it's the term "settling" that gives a connotation of weakness or failure. Maybe it's more a matter of reaching resolution amid a complex set of circumstances. As a good friend of mine would say, as long as you're mindful of what you're doing and why you're doing it, you can "powerfully choose" things/actions/situations that don't match some abstract ideal, because you can't live your life in the abstract.
Posted by: Melinda | 02/21/2010 at 11:11 PM
Sarah, I started reading your blog because I'm also 37, single and childless. (Yeah, hi.) I struggle a lot with this question of whether I've just been too fussy. I feel like I don't have a whole long list of specific requirements, or that I'm expecting some big romance. All I want is to find someone I actually WANT to get married to. Someone that feels right and I think I could have a workable partnership with. Am I being completely unreasonable???
So, I don't feel personally lucky, but I do have a story to relate: For seven years I have been good friends with a woman who, in all that time has been single. This year she met a lovely man who is kind, successful, solvent and her intellectual equal (he doesn't do banter so much, but he does do a good line in conversation :). She also turned 40. (Of course,it's true that she's all unsure about whether he's right for her :)
Posted by: Joanna | 02/22/2010 at 01:09 AM
Thanks for reviewing this one!! It's on my to-read list, and I love how you apply it to your own life... That helps me see that I might enjoy it, too.
I, too, want to disagree with everything in this book just because of the title. But then I think, well, maybe she's kinda right? Ugh, Ugh, UGH!
Posted by: Alexis Grant | 02/22/2010 at 06:30 AM
I’m lucky because I’ve had the time to learn about and grown into myself and through this to become deliberate in my life.
Posted by: Stephanie | 02/22/2010 at 10:04 AM
I think I'm lucky because I met my husband when I was in my mid-20s. I don't think I've been as lucky professionally but I think career success has less to do with luck than hard work and talent (although luck also plays a small part).
As for "settling", I think that we all 'settle' in one way or another. Some women are pickier when they're younger -- dreams of the One and all that -- but I also think many of my female friends got pickier when they got older. Suddenly there was a timeline to have kids and/or to get married. They were usually more successful by then so a guy with less career success was no longer a candidate, whereas if you met in your 20s, you may marry someone with less financial stablilty with the hopes that their career will take off later.
Posted by: oilandgarlic | 02/22/2010 at 10:42 AM
Meh; as Venn diagrams go, I'm 41 and willing to date 34-year-olds and 38-year-olds. And "sticking like glue" didn't help me land my first or second choices in the marriage derby; the women I was dating and wanted to marry clearly had some say.
On the other hand, I wouldn't date Lori Gottlieb.
Posted by: Ted | 02/22/2010 at 12:34 PM
New to Starfish Envy. Such a happy discovery. Looking forward to return visits!
Posted by: Alyssa | 02/22/2010 at 07:46 PM
I'm lucky because I have all my teeth and my socks match. That is about it for today.
Posted by: Eris | 02/23/2010 at 11:07 AM
I'm lucky for a ton of reasons, though some days its hard to remember them (can you tell I had a bad day at work?). I have a terrific husband and 2 amazing sons and I love our home.
But, getting there was hard work. As in, I did it all wrong. Married Mr. Wrong twice (Steep learning curve there!) struggled with infertility, etc.
I know this sounds annoying and trite (I'm a do-er, I get it) but for me it had to do with understanding that I can't always MAKE it happen. It had to do with getting older and wiser (and yeah, couldn't get knocked up at 25 to save my life, but 35!! SURPRISE!). It had to do with learning not to need it so much that I was living in desperation and willing to dress anyone up as Mr. Right. And, learning that I deserve better.
So, I think you've already learned the hardest things. The rest will happen, or won't. In terms of your soon to be child, that you CAN make happen. There are a ton of options as you already know. So go, be happy, be mommy and let the rest take care of itself.
Posted by: Sandy | 02/23/2010 at 03:29 PM
I've been doing personal ads since they involved letters written by hand on pieces of paper, and yes, age is HUGE in determining the number of responses you get. What particularly annoys me is that the age gap goes up. I was thinking once I got to 35 or so I could date younger men and they'd be past using sippy cups, which kind of makes sense demographically, but no. Right now I'm 47 and men interested in me start at about 55. And a lot of them don't take terribly good care of themselves, either, so you've got to really wonder how many miles they've got left on them.
I'm starting to realize just how lucky my mom was--she married a 35-year-old when she was 40 and they've now been married 48 years and I think on the whole it's been good for both of them. I don't think she was expecting to get married, and I know when she got married she didn't expect to have children, but it all worked out.
Posted by: EscapeVelocity | 02/23/2010 at 04:08 PM
I'm lucky in so many ways, but I didn't realize that until I finally stopped waiting for things/people in my life to be the way I thought they were supposed to be and started noticing instead how great they already are.
Posted by: Austex | 02/25/2010 at 11:13 AM