I am currently sitting by myself in my very own apartment, drinking a glass of Malbec, watching Confessions of a Shopaholic. Let me focus your attentions on the words "my very own apartment". Yes...I am a big girl now. No more living with the parental units. YIPPEE.
Only...I'm kind of a scaredy cat, so I'm a bit nervous. For realzies, man. And I have about 30 episodes of Criminal Minds playing through my head. And I keep wondering why the last tenant wasn't here for very long. And while I was taking a (very much needed ) shower, I kept waiting for a serial killer to tear the shower curtain off to the music of Psycho. And I have a feeling I'm going to sleep with every light in my apartment on.
Oh yes...I'm a big girl now.
Well, Nance, I'm only a little bit younger than you, and I still have to lock the front door before I can go take a shower. When Shawn's not home at night, I do leave nearly every single light on. And I also will just turn on a movie, just to have background noise (so I'm not hearing every single creak and jumping) and distraction -- Bridget Jones' Diary was my favorite back home, but somehow it got lost -- so now I put on 'The Holiday' or 'Julie & Julia' or 'Love Actually' -- it really helps me out, anxiety-wise! (Is Confessions of a Shopaholic any good? I love the books, but wasn't quite sure about seeing the movie)
ReplyDeleteAnd GO YOU WITH YOUR NEW APARTMENT!!!
Well, as usual, the book is better. I probably wouldn't have watched the movie except that it was really the only thing on tv that was light hearted, so I went with it. It was fine. I wouldn't spend money renting it....but I wasn't mad at myself for watching it :)
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