Living Alone

There are two major things about living alone:
1. You can come home and tuck your feet under your thread worn pajama clad butt. Next, sigh in content at the decoration and pride you put into your own living room without having to compromise or worry about anyone else as I bite into my juicy cheeseburger with tomato. I'm selfish enough to like that.

2.  There's no one around to help you figure out why when you turn the refrigerator down to the lowest setting it's still turning your milk to slushy status. Hmm, I'm only 21 so I think I could still be dignified in yelling, "Mommy, help."