When I was 21 or 22, I moved out of my parent’s house and into my own place with my then girlfriend.
We eventually broke up (after a couple years), and I moved in with two friends, Nicki (my current roomie) and Deanna.
Jack Tripper in the hizzie.
Deanna moved out, and mike moved in. Then Jeff.
Then Mike moved to Cali, and Nicki moved to Florida.
So it was me and Jeff for awhile, until Jason moved in. He ended up getting kicked out.
Then my then girlfriend moved in, Jeff moved to Baltimore, another Mike moved in, then moved out and me and the now ex got a house.
Things obviously didn’t work out, and she moved out. Coincidently, around the same time, Nicki had since moved back to Maryland, and her current lease where she was staying was up.
So we became roommate (or housemates, or whatever) again. That was about four or five years ago.
The point is, since I’ve moved out of the folks’ house, I’ve always lived with someone, but that is changing by the end of this year.
Nicki and I talked about it, and it’s time to be roommate free. Nicki has been the best roommate someone could ask for, but I think I’ve reached the point where I want to live alone, as has she. And the reason is simple:
I want to run around the house naked.
I can’t do that with a roommate.
Well, I could, but they might not like it. And, yes, that is surprising considering I’m Mr. Sexy.
People just don’t know what they are missing.