Maybe living “alone” ain’t so bad after all.
Did you like those quotation marks up there in the title? Aren’t they kinda sneaky? Like, hey she’s not really living alone, she’s living in a three bedroom – what do they MEAN?? Well, those little quotations mean just that – that I’m not really living alone. And if you recall, my main predicament was that I was worried about whether or not I’d be lonely. And there was no furniture. Like, zilch.
I’ll get to the roommate-ness in a second, but we did finally get furniture and thank goodness for that! It’s amazing, how wonderful a couch is — and a dining room table for that matter. One roommate took it upon herself to go to IKEA and order up said couch and table, as well as matching chairs and a side table. I, in turn, hung up some tapestries that I’ve collected through the years, as well as a throw blanket my mom knitted and…wahlaa. The living room looks–lived in. I can’t tell you what an amazing time I had this past Thursday just relaxin in front of the TV, stretched out on the couch. Last night, I even fell asleep on it.
I’ve yet to hang out with my roommates, and it’s been over a month (by hang out I mean, just all be home watching TV at the same time). But, my life is blossoming in so many other ways, I find myself not really minding. It is rather nice to come home and not have to explain myself or my day to anyone. To just BE in a pissy mood and not have to make polite conversation. Or, for the few nights a week I actually watch TV, to do so in peace and silence instead of having to hear the details about someone else’s day. I can’t quite walk around in my underwear or belt out showtunes at the top of my lungs (hey, don’t judge me!), but I can close to door and effectively feel like I’m on my own Brooklyn-eese Island.
It’s still not the apartment set-up I would have wanted ideally, but I’m getting my 8 hours of beauty rest and have enough cupboard space to put m’groceries.
Now I just need to figure out how to handily put together all that furniture waiting for me in my bedroom…