Owning your own home is and isn't all it's cracked up to be.
I mean, who would've thought I'd have to get dressed to make little e a bottle at 3 in the morning?!! Our neighbor's balcony looks into our kitchen window and you just never know. They spend an uncanny amount of time on their balcony. Uncanny.
When I call for Jeffree, he can't always hear me. He could be miles away, and how am I even supposed to know where to begin looking? What if I need him to get me a tissue? Now I know why people have intercom systems. "Jeffree. Paging Jeffree. Jeff, you are needed in the family room. Repeat: please report to the family room. Also, please bring a tissue. And some chocolate."
Every day I notice more things that need to be done. And I can't just call the manager. You mean I have to go without hot water until we fix it ourselves? Get out! I had to shower at my parent's house today. Who knows when I'll be able to shower again.
Owning a home does have it's perks, though.
This morning, I put my makeup on while looking into a mirror bigger than my pinkie toe. Uberamazing.
My dad works one block away. Even an old woman like myself needs a lunch date with dad. Especially my dad.
I can stand inside my closet. (Exclamation point!) That's right, my closet is even bigger than my mirror.
What more can a girl want?