I’m reading this book “Find a Husband After 35“. It’s a crap title, I know. Whenever I’m out in public, I always make sure the front cover is folded over or obscured. I wouldn’t want anyone to think I was desperate. Because I’m not, OK? I’m simply taking stock of my options, and wondering if there’s a possibility that I don’t have to be left on the shelf, getting old, and well past my sell by date.

Maybe, just maybe there’s someone out there for me. Someone who can take care of me and bun-buns, and be a good dad to my son. I’m starting to think that this might be a good idea, but it’s early days yet. All those reasons why I love being a single mother, still stand true. But what if there were some amazing dude out there? What if I could find a partner to share the ups and downs of life with, to help me parent, who was not an S.O.B.? God, what a miracle that would be.

Anyway, back to the book. That I’m reading a book at all is a miracle, as I barely have time to shave my underarms. But when I was preggers in Barnes and Noble about a year ago, this book caught my eye, and since having the baby I thought, what the heck, why not buy it and give it a go. What’s to lose?

The author, Rachel is hardcore. She has an MBA from Harvard Business School and a BA in Psychology, and she kicks butt in her book. She claims 100% success rate if you work “The Program”. In other words, you are guaranteed to find a husband in 12 – 18 months if you do the work, and follow her word. It sort of reminds me of A.A. “it works if you work it”. So I’m thinking of working it. Although I have a teensy weensy bit of resistance now that I’m actually reading the book. 

The basic gist is to apply the principles of marketing to your love life. So you are the product, and you need to take some time to package up, position and price yourself well. First develop your brand (I wonder what mine is?) then research your target market (i.e. men), broaden your net, use mass marketing and advertising, and get out there and sell, sell, sell!

Yeah, I know it sounds awful. Cold and calculating. Where’s the romance and that wonderfully unpredictable, exciting element of leaving things to chance? Rachel says that’s all fine and dandy, but seriously ladies, if you want to find the man of your dreams, are you really going to leave it all to chance? Since you’re probably over 35 if you’re reading this book, and still single, then the chances are things ain’t been working out too well so far. Better have a butchers at this book. I think Rachel’s onto something.

There’s 15 steps. I haven’t started properly yet, although I did get a mentor. My sister. She’s already a life coach so hopefully she can nudge me gently in the right direction. I’ll keep this blog posted on things. That is, if I manage to go through with it all and don’t bottle out on Step 2.

I can’t imagine actually going out on a date with a man. Leaky boobs and all that. Breast Milk Leakage. BML. Not very attractive. But there’s always nursing pads, I suppose. Ah, details, details, details. Hopefully a decent man would see through the BML to the woman underneath.