I never have developed a timeline for my life. If I have, I haven’t followed it. Some friends have definite time boundaries: to be finished with college in four years, get married by 26 and have both kids (a boy first, a girl later) before 30.

I guess I have always just decided to live.

But recently, with my 20s half over, I have seen a timeline sort of appear without warning. I have a great job, a nice apartment, I’m self sufficient, so isn’t it time to start settling down?

Last week, while interviewing Market House Theatre executive director Michael Cochran, I asked him about the theater’s newest play, “Getting Sara Married.” The plot, it turns out, is much like what my life has become.

Sara is young but in a desperate attempt to get her married, her aunt resorts to kidnapping a guy. She does this more than once, which is why it’s categorized as a romantic comedy, until sparks start to fly between the two.

My family members have not resorted to kidnapping (yet) but that doesn’t mean they aren’t trying. Mysterious guys pop up at the dinner table on my rare weekends home. There are the aunts who question what I am wearing to Walmart, because even there I may find “Mr. Right.” And there’s the always popular “I bet he’s single” as an eligible bachelor passes within earshot.

For now, I am OK with living life as it passes. I am not as old as Sara, who is in her mid-30s, so I have a little time before the slight ribbing becomes all-out pleading.

Call Corianne Egan, a Sun staff writer, at 270-575-8652 or follow @CoriEgan on Twitter.