Captain’s Log: Day two of living alone. The dishes are stacked high. I am not wearing pants. I’ve watched an entire season of Parks and Recreation. And the tub has dried pieces of flowers from the previous night’s bath.
It’s been years since I have lived alone. Well, since August 2014! Wow, I can’t believe it’s been that long.
The past two days have felt odd, mainly because it feels like nothing has changed. Sure, some things are missing in the house now that my roommate moved out, but it’s nearly the same. It wasn’t until last night whilst reading in the bath thinking, “Oh, I should hurry before Jemma gets home. She may need to use the toilet,” that I realized she isn’t coming home. Nobody is coming home. I CAN STAY IN THE BATH ALL NIGHT LONG IF I WANT. And all night I did! Well, an extra hour.
Although this is just a temporary predicament as by May I should have a roommate, I am enjoying this hiccup in my life.
I just hope I don’t pick up annoying habits by the time my new roommate moves in. 😛
*Goes and does dishes*