I have lived by myself for a while now…and I'm pretty independent (hence the blog title). There are quite a few advantages to living alone. There really are! I have gotten used to being the only person at my place and sometimes I think I may be TOO comfortable. Do you know what I mean? Here are some examples:
- Sometimes I talk to Jesus out loud…while I'm washing dishes or driving. I have to stop myself from talking to Him out loud at Wal-mart or work. Crazy lady. Aisle four.
- Quite frequently I walk around my house partially dressed. I mean, it's true. It just happens. The other day someone knocked on my front door and I seriously forgot and almost answered it with my shirt off. Yikes. We've got to get that under control.
- I never close my bathroom door. We can all understand why this is a problem in other places.
- I have insomnia…and sometimes I wake up randomly in the middle of the night. I used to toss and turn and fight it and try to go back to sleep but at this point I just get up. I watch a movie…bake a cake…clean something. It's really creepy. I feel like my future husband/roommate would just be so confused if they came in the living room at 3am and saw me eating cereal and watching Gilmore Girls.
- I sing. Really really loud. There is also dancing involved. It's serious. I mean, Mary J Blige is just something that you've really got to belt at the top of your lungs. I don't know if everyone would appreciate these performances.
- Sometimes I leave dishes in my sink for days. That's awful isn't it? It's awful. I just hate to wash them. I put some soap and hot water in them and claim their "soaking." They're not. We all know they're not.
- I eat really weird meals sometimes. I'm a lot like a teenage boy living alone in that department. Breakfast for dinner? Yes! Sugar free chocolate candies in place of lunch? Okay.
- Most of the time when I try to do workout DVDs I end up laying on the floor and watching the people on the DVD work out. I just can't make it and no one can see me. No judgement.
- I yell sometimes. At people on TV. At bugs I find. At the sink when it won't drain properly or the A/C when it makes a weird noise. I know they don't hear me. I know this. But I yell at them like they are people.
Just consider this a warning for the next person that lives with me. I'm sorry in advance.
