Not only am I in floods of tears during every single episode of ER, but I’m also loving re-runs of Sex and the City! It’s all wrong. Worst still, although I aspire to be Carrie, I’m still just a Miranda (without the gay), dressed in Carrie clothing. What does this say about me??
May 22, 2009
Home alone – the pros and cons
Pros
- ordering a curry and being able to make one order last for two nights
- waking up when I want, rather than 6.15
- watching any ole shit on TV and channel flipping
- making a bottle of wine last more than one night
- nesting in the living room (aka having all useful possessions to hand while sat on the floor – nail file, clippers, nail polish, book, magazines,mobile and land line phone, computer, notepad, pen, tv remote, PVR remote, purse etc
- allowing clothes mountain to climb further up the bedroom wall
- sleeping in the middle of the bed
Cons
- no one to cook for
- no cuddles
- no one to chat with
- general state of flat getting out of hand re lack of order and tidy
- no morning cuddle before getting up
- no kiss before going to sleep
- no one to cycle home with (no one to pump up my tyres)
- no one to agree with me about shit work was today
Swings and roundabouts isn’t it…
