Boo...

As you're all probably aware, I'm not the best at being taken out of my routine, or having my personal space invaded. This usually shows when I have guests staying at my house - after a few days I'll start to get irritable, and will make up excuses to get some 'me-time', such as "I forgot to pay my gym fees so I need to go to the gym now." (I'm shit at making up excuses.) But, I believe that I have now changed.

The lovely Miln has been staying with me for 2 weeks now, and to my utter amazement, I don't want her to go home. In fact, I'm sad, and I'm not looking forward to having the house to myself again.

I feel like I've lost my hermit-abilities. I can no longer potter about my house for hours on end, being satisfied by the possibility of cleaning something, or fixing something. What on earth will I do with my life, as I now find it? Will I ever be happy being alone???

I think I might kidnap Miln and keep her locked in my house for the rest of time. Don't tell anyone...