…has it’s advantages.
When the phone rings? It’s for me.
I have a 5 disc DVD, which equals all Friends, all the time.
The last piece of pizza (with no mushrooms) has my name all over it.
I can set the thermostat to
premenopausal arctic a little cooler without having to ask if anyone else is comfortable.
If I don’t like the score of the football game, I can turn it off and go paint my nails.
Every Saturday night, is girls night. Well, me and Zoe and Phoebe…hey! We’re all girls!!
Sometimes I get so caught up in all the good things about living alone, that I forget one of the biggest disadvantages:
Having no one to call for help…
…and having no one to to blame for this!!