I’m just not cut out to be a housewife.
It’s been 2 working days since my last day at work and I’m officially bored. Sure, I should be embracing all this free time that I have, plus I have heaps of stuff to do, you know, tidy the place up, organise my closet, sort out 6 months worth of paperwork, get quotes from moving companies, Christmas shopping, finish various creative projects that I’ve started but never finished … and so on and so on. But with everyone I know at work, I have no one to chat to!
So I end up having conversations with the checkout lady at the local Monoprix, the person behind me in the queue at the post office, the concierge in our building…now I know why little old ladies who live alone talk to their cats.