Solitary

For the last few days, I've spent the majority of my time is spent by myself.

Which is awesome.

On Friday, after class, I spent the afternoon trying to locate my debit card, driver's license, and student ID.  When that failed, I went around and started canceling stuff.  I came home around five, ate (alone) and left to go to my parents' house.  There I did do some interaction - I talked to my grandparents and played  kicked ass at cribbage when I played with my dad, but as everyone goes to bed at 8-ish, I spent most of my evening in a quiet house.

On Saturday, I spent the day taking care of my Grandpa - changing his diaper, pushing his wheelchair, transferring him to bed, etc.  This doesn't count as socialization - he only needed me every few hours.  The other people in the house were my sister, who slept until 3 and my grandma who took a 3 hour nap after busying herself in the kitchen.  Mostly I was allowed to read and computer (this is a verb) as much as I wanted to without seeing anyone or having to talk to them.  When I came home that evening, neither one of my roommates were there - one was working and the other was "out".

Today, Sunday, I woke up and neither one of my roommates still were here - the one that works had a shift until 2 and the other one still hasn't come home.  When my female roommate came home from work, she said that she was tired and went to straight to bed.

No need to be polite or dress "appropriately".  Can read and get stuff done.  Can blast music.  Can do things how and when I want to do them. ...  I could get used to this sort of life.