finally back on the inter-web
and sitting in a big, old(er), empty house...
I am currently living (ALONE) in my wonderful dream-home. I have a tenant in the front apartment, but other than that, it's just Teddy and I at the moment.
I've never lived alone before.. Not ever. The closest was when I lived in a rooming house. And a few short days of homelessness, which was really more couchsurfing. Actually, if living on other people's couches counts as homelessness, I'm a relativly experienced hobo.
But, a completely INexperienced alone-liver. I'm not tempted to walk around naked, or blast my music.. I'm thankful there is no one to pick up after, or moods to dance around, but other than that... I already don't like it.
Living alone. Just me, and Teddy. Who doesn't count, as his conversational skills are minimal.
But.. I suppose I should clairify that things are good. Excellent, even, I suppose. The house is great. My friends and family are amazing. There is an Artists Anonymous meeting/party Thursday. Tuesday I meet Scott (that amazing boyfriend you may or may not have met/heard about)'s parents. Wednesday I think I'll be having Scott, Matt, Ed and Peggy over for supper.. Etc, etc, etc.
Stuff's great. Really. But damn. Big. Empty. House.
*honnhn*
I am currently living (ALONE) in my wonderful dream-home. I have a tenant in the front apartment, but other than that, it's just Teddy and I at the moment.
I've never lived alone before.. Not ever. The closest was when I lived in a rooming house. And a few short days of homelessness, which was really more couchsurfing. Actually, if living on other people's couches counts as homelessness, I'm a relativly experienced hobo.
But, a completely INexperienced alone-liver. I'm not tempted to walk around naked, or blast my music.. I'm thankful there is no one to pick up after, or moods to dance around, but other than that... I already don't like it.
Living alone. Just me, and Teddy. Who doesn't count, as his conversational skills are minimal.
But.. I suppose I should clairify that things are good. Excellent, even, I suppose. The house is great. My friends and family are amazing. There is an Artists Anonymous meeting/party Thursday. Tuesday I meet Scott (that amazing boyfriend you may or may not have met/heard about)'s parents. Wednesday I think I'll be having Scott, Matt, Ed and Peggy over for supper.. Etc, etc, etc.
Stuff's great. Really. But damn. Big. Empty. House.
*honnhn*