So, I've been in my new place for about 3-4 weeks now, and I'm really loving it. I mean, we're still settling in and unpacking, but it's definitely feeling like home now. We have routines and habits and I'm constantly yelling at Kenny to turn off the bathroom lights when he's done. Actually, he's probably at home right now working on the honey-do list I left for him. I love the guy, but if I want him to put his clothes away, I think I'm going to have to keep mentioning it.
Anyway, he works tonight, so I'm hoping to really get a lot done. When I'm home alone, I almost always turn on Netflix. I like hearing the noises. Coming from a family of six people, I'm used to hearing shouting and running, even when I'm alone in my room getting something done. So I'll probably turn on some stupid show, probably Glee, since I'm lame and I kinda like that show. I know it's a shit show, but I'm addicted to shitty drama, and Glee is absolutely nothing but shitty drama.
So I'm gonna go home, hang out with Kenny before he goes to work, then watch shitty television and hopefully unpack the rest of my clothes and clean up the bedroom. Damn, I feel like such an adult right now.
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