I’ve been told no less than 10 times already this week that I look tired. Thanks, “friends.” Combine that with the fact that I ate chocolate cake for breakfast and am quickly finding the five pounds I lost last week? Killing it.
- Calming Manatee: What goes great with chocolate cake at 9 a.m.? A manatee to make you feel better about yourself. Co-worker and travel compadre, Kaley, introduced me to it and I can’t stop summoning.
- Instagram: I kind of cheated with this one, but I did just get an account and have since enjoyed the app. Besides, I make my own rules.
- Second Lunch: This comic-based blog just gets me. From roommate issues to engagement overload, it’s all covered — here and here, respectively — and it’s all so good.
- “Block after Block” – Matt & Kim: No matter the day I’ve had or how little sleep I’ve gotten, this song always makes me smile. It’s perfect for blowing off steam (do you see what I did there?).
Hey, look at that — one step closer to sleep and ridding myself of this exhausted expression.
The New York Times reported recently that people who live alone are more likely to demonstrate behaviors typical to that of an insane person. Well, isn’t that special?
It says that we’re more conscious of our behaviors when someone else is present (duh).
It’s a social norm to wear pants when you’ve got another person in the apartment, but when it’s just you … pants-off dance-off is a weekly feature.
I’ve lived on my own for a while now, and I had no idear that some of the following habits are “odd”:
- Exercising during TV commercials: Hello, you can’t fast-forward through ads while sports are on!
- Speaking to myself in conversational Spanish: Practicing for my trip to Panama and Costa Rica.
- Having conversations with animals: I’ve always felt a connection to Dr. Doolittle.
- Using my dryer as a dresser: Do it with or without roommates.
- Leaving bras around the apartment: Did it with male roommates too … they got used to it.
- Wearing special “home-alone” outfits: To be fair, the majestic wolf tee has been worn in public.
- Subsisting largely on cereal: I just really like Cinnamon Chex!
- Grazing on nuts and seeds: Put a bird on it.
- Drinking alone: Last I checked, Jack Daniel was a real person.
- Keeping the bathroom door open: Only for #1 — I’m not an animal!
My favorite roomie.
There are some other behaviors I haven’t fallen victim to — yet — but I fail to see the problem. Unless it’s interfering with your routine (leaving the house without pants is a bit extreme), you should relish having the option to do whatever the hell you want.
Living alone is as close to complete freedom as you’ll get: You make your own rules and schedule. You have only yourself to be upset with if the trash piles up or the chores aren’t done.
It could be my storied past of roommates, but I certainly feel more sane living alone than I ever did living with 1–28 other people.
And if it means I become some crazy dog lady … I’m willing to take that risk. Let’s be real: I’m already halfway there (and livin’ on a prayer).
What habits did you pick up while living alone? Or if you’ve never lived alone, what’s stopping you?
The only thing you have to fear about living alone — when you’ve fallen and can’t get up.