Its not like last time when I came home to 'chill out' for the evening and I had to be in the same room as my roomate.
This roomate as in not being Nick.
The fact that someone was there, that somone maybe wanted to watch something else than what I was watching or they wanted the volume higher than I did.
The fact that I wouldnt like it if they had left a dirty dish so I would find it in the morning (me and Nick are still working on this but its progress) so I felt guilty for leaving my dish and would haveto clean it without really wanting to at that moment.
Thats when my anger would arise the fact that Nick was still not home and he still hadnt called me to tell me he was staying out for drinks after work and being mad at him for leaving me with our roomate that I never spoke to anyway.
I would seethe and fume and probably get over it the next day but by the end (before I left for Canada) I had had enough when he didnt call but crashed out at a friends for the night 7 weekends in a row. Why he did this, I like to tell myself it was his way of dealing with me leaving. Or maybe not, maybe he was just sick of me nagging at him to come home and to call if he was going to be late.
This time, there are no roomates to deal with. I am quite happy to flick through the channels...quickly, and then turn the TV off to go into my room (without offending anyone) to read my book or play with my laptop.
I love being at my house by myself making my own mess or cleaning my own mess and by 9:30, not even realizing that Nick hadnt called or that he wasnt even home yet.
I think my lack of caring about this matter has had him a little bit worried about me not missing him like I used to. Me not so worried coz I finally have accepted the fact that Im fine on my own or maybe he actually looks forward to coming home to me because I havent been nagging him.
The fact is, having no roomates, there is noone you haveto cater to but yourself.
Actually, Im quite enjoying it.
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