Before you write off everyone for all the wrong reasons, just remember that as you age, the stakes get higher. Few things in life follow a sequential order, and your love life 3. But your dates aren't managers, bartenders or flight attendants. (or Ms.) Right, and your hunt has extended into your 30s, consider yourself one of the lucky ones: You're finally wise enough to realize that being committed to one partner actually require a dose of settling; it's called compromise. Let's start off strong here, folks: if you don't pick up any tips in the dating game in your 20s, suffice it say that your 30s ain't looking so good, either. Or when you land the perfect apartment that you can finally afford with west-facing light and enough closet space to fit all of your shoes, the man of your dreams will just wander into your orbit. And yes, when it comes to salaries, martinis and aisle seats, it makes sense to ask for exactly what you want. If you're someone who happens to be on the hunt for Mr.
Waiting for everything to "fall into place."It can't. Stop thinking that when you finally get a promotion, Mr.
Go against the grain; it might end up feeling right.2.
Maybe you're happy with your pattern — you're a blissful serial monogamist or a sometime-dater — but for the rest of you who've had it UP TO HERE ... When it comes to love, your gut (and by gut, we mean vagina) can sometimes lead you astray.
Try out the shy guy whose sense of humor you have to draw out.
Date the less-than-dapper dude who might not be the best arm candy.
Quite frankly, that applies to being in the relationship iself, too. Maybe it means you have to deal with his neat-freak tendencies, or perhaps you earn more than he does.
Figure out which "undesirable" traits you can live with in the long run, because nobody's perfect — not even you.5. Yep, another Facebook engagement on your newsfeed makes a grand total of 24 friends (or frenemies) this week. Sure, you're entitled to a few moments of self-pity, but after a week of downing every Krispy Kreme you see, you've got to let go and move forward. In your 20s, the idealist in you believed that money doesn't matter.
A diamond might be forever, but a moment on the lips and a lifetime on the hips is just as harrowing.6. Love is all you need, you (and John Lennon) thought.
Then you stopped living with roommates, had to pay the rent — and maybe you realized then and there that finding a partner with a big, fat paycheck might be the answer after all. But after the vacations have been had, the gifts have been exchanged and the nest has been feathered, what you're left with — besides a bunch of stuff — is a real, live human being with no monetary value. We've all seen it: it's about pm on a Tuesday night and there's a cute woman crying her eyes out at the bar to an innocent bystander.