On being home alone

I talked about this topic on my MySpace blog but I have been thinking about it so much lately that I think it's worth another blog post.

Today, thanks to many people, I am home alone. I LOVE being home alone. In fact, I like being home alone so much I imagine myself retiring to my own little house or apartment when I grow older. Thing of it is, C. imagines the same thing.

So how do you work that out that a husband and wife, who love each other by the way, both dream of someday having their own place and just visiting each other occasionally?

We joke that we should buy a duplex and each have our own side. We even agree that we should call each other first before dropping by. (That part is actually a joke-I think.)

The problem with this plan is that most people look at us like we are insane. Apparently most people are not sitting at home thinking of ways to have separate abodes unless there is divorce involved. Here's the thing though, we don't want to divorce. We do have fun doing things together. We have fun talking to each other. We want to tell each other about our days, our finds, our jokes, our stories. We don't want anyone else for those things. We just want to go to bed in our own bed, in our own room, in our own house.

Since neither one of us is independently wealthy the reality is that we will always share a house. Just don't be surprised when you find us with separate bedrooms within that house.

Ahhhhh.....love.....isn't it funny?