i'm home in flemington for two weeks house sitting for a friend. she has a one bedroom condo and two cats. i'm having a really good time because although i lived away from home for four years in college, and currently live away from home in the city, i've always had roommates. i've never really lived by myself. i'm still not really living by myself because i go home every day after work and have dinner at my family's house. my mom said that i should really do this completely alone and by my own food and everything, to which i replied why would i want to spend money on two weeks of groceries when i could eat at home for free? it's kind of weird to leave my house after dinner and sleep somewhere else. i don't mind it, and i'm not scared (i thought i would be), it's just bizarre. hopefully when i get my own place that's really mine i will feel different. i'm really excited to have my own place that i can do whatever i want with. i won't have to incorporate anyone else's decorations, or make room for other people's food in the kitchen, or ask someone if they need the bathroom before i get in the shower. i can just do my own thing. i shouldn't get too excited though, because i still have over 3 months left on the lease of my nyc apartment, and after that's over and i move back home i have to save money to buy my own place. i'm not even close right now.
in other news, on the drive home from work today i was behind my archenemy The Link the whole time. i swear i saw some red paint on the back bumper.
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