…I think of all the friends I’ve known, and when I dial the telephone, nobody’s home! Dum-duh-dah-duh-duh-dum! I’ve been living on my ownsome for several months now and it’s quite an adjustment. Last year I shared a flat with a friend, this year I’m living alone. It’s been….a growing experience with it’s positives and negatives. Let’s take a quick adventure into the land of Living on Your Own: 2012 Style.
1. The bugs are all your problem. Last year The Ex Housemate saved me from a bin full of maggots (I’m terrified). We battled the odd beetle together. I attacked a windowsill full of ants. But this year, there’s no one to save me from my midnight visitors. There’s someone with roaches in my building and they like to come over to my place after dinner. Alone, I fend them off!
2. There’s no one to talk to. Sure, Brogan and Fluffy (my plants, as sadly my complex is not pet friendly) are always home, but talking to plants is a length I will not got to. (Yet). It’s nice, sometimes, to come home and chat to someone about your day, hear about theirs. Plants aren’t as chatty. In fact, they mostly ignore me.
3. Everything is exactly as you left it. Both great and terrible. Clean dishes stay clean but dirty ones stay dirty. Sigh.
4. It’s really, really quiet. It used to unnerve me when The Ex HM wasn’t there and the flat was super quiet, especially on weekends she’d spend with her BF. I’d play the radio, but at least I knew sound and company would return. This year, it’s just the voices of 5FM I come home to.
I think I’m coming to realise that as much of a loner as I can be, I’m a loner who needs to live with other loners. We’ll see how things go, but I’m considering investing in a new place next year. Or a cat.