This can be your dinner. A hot dog nuked in the microwave, spiral Kraft macaroni and cheese and asparagus. I mean, I think I really nailed the essential food groups, right? It's true, being here with me, myself and I, I can chill without makeup, eat in front of the TV, wear my ratty pyjamas, watch HGTV to my heart's content and most of all, eat whatever I want. I don't have to worry if things go together, if everyone likes it, or if it's all ready at the same time. I can eat it straight out of the Tupperware container or not even heat it up. And there's no one to judge me. But, I think I'm feeling more and more like I could give that up (well, some of that...the ratty pjs stay), for the company of a special someone. It's nice having someone here to talk to, to take care of and be taken care of by, to kill the spiders in the shower and load the dishwasher while I clear the table, to just plain occupy the space with me. I missed seeing my Mr. O this weekend, therefore spending quite some time with myself, and while all the above can be nice, I could definitely get used to sharing my space with someone. The right someone, that is...I mean, some people could just drive me crazy. But, I'm learning to work on that, to let go of my crazy hang ups and go with the flow. Plus, right now, a certain boy seems to fitting in just fine. Let's hope he sticks around awhile... :)
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