HEY!!! It’s about time you posted!!
How are you!!?
ANd you can come visit and stay here…have a floor for ya!!! (The cadets all slept on the floor so I figure why change it!). In all seriousness please do think about it…ok!
Yeah…living alone it 50-50. Somtimes I absolutely loved it…and other times…I was so lonely…so I worked lots and lots of hours.
I lived alone a total about 15 years…you gotta really like yourself…I had to fix some of my habits…like use a plate when buttering toast before heading out the door…or I’d come home with crumbs and ants on the counter. Now making the bed and having a clean apartment was just for me…funny how childhood instilled “have to’s” chores stay with ya. (something I wished I had pushed more on my own kids).
Oh, and talk about wasting food…I never could and not have learned to cook for one…I mean…really. So I ate out alot and not the best of foods. ( I treated myself almost everyday to something…North End feast, Chinese, fried clams. ( I’m glad I did it then, because I can’t do that now.)
And it feels weird to come home late at night…now when I was at Billy’s store I’d get off work at 9:30, if I went to the Eliot for a brew…I’d get home around 12 PM…I walked to and from eveywhere in Boston even from the Eliot at night…and yes, at times I got nervous…so I never told anybody where I lived or when I was leaving…I just left… Sometimes I felt like I had to sneak into my own neighborhood and aparatment as to not make any noise for safety reasons. (of course walking home in the middle of night isn’t exactly safe). This was before beeperes and cell phones and internet.
One time I had an opportuniy to live with a familly as their “nanny”…and that was great!! Absolutely wonderfully wonderful. I had a car…and didn’t have to pay insurance or gas…I had air conditioning and cable tv FREE and I had gourmet food most of the time and of course I accompanied the family on trips and dinners out…it was great!! And they paid moi!! Nice, nice gig! ANd it didn’t start out as a job…and to this day I believe it wasns’ta job because it was so good…so if I wasn’t living alone at that time, I may never have had that opportunity… About 6 months later…I met Hubby…TA-DA!!! And he knew the Husband of the family I was living with …small world.
Now I was younger then and I had the weight of marriage on my mind…and to me at tha time living alone meant I was a failure and it took a couple of years to adjust to lving a single life. Now I wasn’t a professional I was a Nurse’ Aide and a sales clerk…not exactly high paying positions and of course would dictate my address. Unless of course I met somebody who new somebody that had a small in home apratment… I lived on Brattle Street in Harvard Square in the Rockefeller Foundation (we’re chatitng MING vase here) home as a house sitter for free rent…awesome!! I lived in a mansion with 8 guys…(Pre Jersey Shore and reality TV) I saw all the coming and going of the revolving doors front and back.
I had tried the roommate thing…had to be interviewed and accepted by all of the granola crunchers…boy that was a terrrible interview…They failed…big time…ya’know peeps who claim they are “free for all” are not really.
I had one apartment in Boston where the landlady was always going throught my things…crazy … (and I caught her)…hehe…(I grew up on the right side of the tracks).
So it can be what you make of it…If I knew then what I know now…I would have not have been so anxious…(my anxiety and anxiousness is so much a part of me that it has it own room).
Now when Hubby and the kids drove out to Ohio for about a week…I didn’t say a word to anybody…I holed myself up in my place and stayed behind closed curtains… I HAD THE PLACE TO MYSELF FOR THE FIRST TIME IN ALMOST 20 YEARS!!! I COULD DO ANYTHING I WANTED…SO I READ A BOOK and CLEANED THE HOUSE (kids rooms)!!! LOL!!!
No computer, no phone other than the kids and hubby! And yes, I enjoyed every minute of it…
I’m planning another trip for them…lol!!