Hermit With "The Bug"

A girl at my office mentioned that she needs to start looking for a new apartment. Just the mention of that made me catch the bug. The "I want my own place" bug. It happens every few months. It was more realistic back before my sister was married and I had potential for a roommate, but now that she's changed her last name and moved half a country away, there really is no one that I would like to live with (except Adam, but he would have to put a ring on it first).

I spent over an hour today looking at one bedroom places and drawing in where I would put my furniture in the grainy floor plans provided online. I'm also going to go over my finances again tonight to see if there is anyway I could afford such a thing. Maybe I could sell some artwork or sell a novel or win the lottery. Or something.

I'm thinking my mom will say no to the living alone idea. For some reason she thinks I'm a depressive hermit who shouldn't be left alone....

Escape From Wellness Exams

This morning I went to the doctor's office for my yearly woman's exam. Like most of you out there, I'm not a fan.

As I was laying in wait on the crinkly paper, with naught but a scant paper vest, I began to think of my options to get out of the upcoming event. My best thought was taken from the iconic Leeloo from the Fifth Element. I could jump down from the table and run out the door in the buff, make it to my car, or wait for Bruce Willis to find me and get me the heck out of there.

Then I realized that I wouldn't be looking as good as Miss Jovovich as I ran my white butt through the hallways. I also realized that I wouldn't have any cool music as I ran, so they whole thing would be less than epic and more on the comical side.

So, I went through the exam and now I'm glad I have 364 days to prepare myself for the next time it happens.