I think running out of toilet paper is more of a guy thing no???

Anyway, I can't explain exactly why, but I really like living alone. My daughters were no problem when they were home, and I never felt confined (other than the motherly responsibilities of dropping off/picking up/checking homework, etc) or anything like that. Now, that they are both grown/married and on their own (for the last four years), I've felt a new sense of freedom. It's not that I'm out partying or doing wild & crazy things...it's just the idea that I could if I wanted to. I can do whatever I want to do and not answer to anyone. I can pick up and go without a second thought. Like I tell the ladies at work, if I felt like cleaning the house naked I could. Because....I can do whatever the hell I wanna do.

Maybe because I went from living at home, to married with kids, to divorced with kids...and now to alone. I've never lived on my own before. I don't know, but instead of dwelling on being alone, I'm enjoying being on my own.

TIS