And now alone.
Let me explain the title. Currently I'm by myself in my new house. My boyfriend still needs to travel out of the city for work at least once a month which leaves me completely by myself for at least a week. And I must say... I don't think I'm doing it badly. I thought I would, idk, rot in bed all day, spend most of my time in front of the computer (okay this is partially true) and neglecting the house and myself. But I'm actually being responsible? I know it sounds like I was the most useless person in the world but I was worried of feeling depress while being by myself. But that didn't happened. I'm taking care of the house, I'm taking care of myself, I'm taking care of the cat, I'm doing the cleaning and the laundry, I'm going out to buy groceries, etc.
I feel.... good. I don't feel miserable, or lonely or sad. Perhaps a little bit bored, and of course I miss him, but I'm not in a deplorable state. And that's very, very good.
I'm less useless and incapable than I thought, wow
In other news I didn't know curtains were that expensive what the hell