So, now that I’m between jobs (having finished at the census and counting the days until I move out to California), I’m back in full-on housewife mode.
See, I just sit around at home all day by myself. Today I did two loads of laundry, washed all the dishes, and for the third night in a row, cooked a delicious home-cooked meal from scratch, and washed all the dishes I used making it while it was baking. I even scrubbed the grease off the stovetop.
Attention all available males my age: One day, I will be delighted to refuse to do any of these things for you.
Seriously, why am I single?
Anyway, I’m trying to keep myself occupied by watching all of the old episodes of Lost and reading a million books. In two weeks I will FINALLY move out of my parents’ house and start living on my own and having my own life and presumably, hopefully, getting to do cool things like hang out with friends and stuff. So in the meantime, I’m cramming as much “lame” into my life as possible.