Home Alone

No, not the movie. Uriah went down to Orlando for business and left me and Pogi here all alone. Womp womp womp. It's really no big deal but while he's been away I've learned a few things about myself:

1. I am a slob when there's no one here to convince otherwise. I have not washed one dish since Sunday   morning. I will remedy this at some point today but honestly, it's not really bothering me to have a sink full of dirty dishes. Hence - Slob
2. I might be a little OCD about checking that the doors are all locked properly. This is a behavior that I've noticed on a small scale in the past but evidently escalates into full-blown-obsession when I have no man to protect me from the possibility of danger. My logical brain knows that locked doors will not deter someone who really wants to get into my house but, at least it's one more obstacle.
3. I think this may be along the lines of #1 but it's clear that I don't see showering as a necessary daily task. I showered today tho so, there's that.
   
   

It's really a good thing that I don't live alone because I don't think that it would be too pretty.