I haven't had a roommate other than Mr. J for the last 4+ years, and even he hasn't been around for the last 16 months. With
jmk living with me now I have to develop all new patterns for daily life. Simple things really. I haven't slept with the bedroom door closed for more than one night in a row in 4 years. Not walking between the bedroom and bathroom in the morning in just my bra and panties. Eating meals on a semi-regular schedule (dinner is at 6:00? really???). Making sure that there is food in the fridge...popcorn is NOT a meal it turns out...oops! Coming home from work and haing someone other than myself to talk to...simple things.
Mr. J is here this weekend, and
jmk is out with his boys spending the weekend doing the activities that would have been his bachelor party, so things don't seem that out of the ordinary right now. But every once in a while everything comes rushing back...
...oh yeah...
2 comment:
cheese for the mouse -- there you go ---> it's swiss.
An popcorn is a meal -- don't let anyone tell you otherwise!
mmmm...swiss!
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