Petri Dish of Weird

I read an article once that said that living alone for a long time can make it hard for you to rejoin Relationship City because you get too used to getting your own way. I don't know what they're talking about - I've always gotten my own way. (Kidding, sorta.) What I have noticed about living alone is that I am getting weirder. When you don't have anyone to observe you, you start acting however you feel like. You know the old saying that true character is defined by what you do in the bathroom when you're by yourself? It's worse when it's the whole flat. Things I do now that I didn't use to:

- I sit in the shower for a long time. Well, I love baths for relaxation purposes and I don't have a bathtub. I don't want to just stand there - I get tired - so I just sit in the shower. Yeah, I know. It's weird.

- I eat really odd things. Lunch is the worst. I have eaten half a box of raisins for lunch, a tortilla that has been baked with butter on it, an ice cream cone, a bag of cashews, etc.

- I take breaks getting ready. Now, Kimmie and I used to do this in college, but it's worse when you are alone. I will be blow drying my hair and I'll just sit on the edge of the bed staring at the wall for a while.

- I squeal when the phone or doorbell ring. I do this in my head all the time, unexpected communication is exciting, but the squealing has joined the audible world. Trouble.

- I count my steps around the flat. Out loud.

I really hope some of these habits go away or any future roommates or husbands will have to be as equally insane. I still suggest these things. It's fun to be able to break while you're getting ready. Try it, you'll see.