September 5, 2008

The Sheer Unadulterated Joy

Filed under: Random — Robert John Ed @ 11:27 am

Living alone again for the first time in three plus years.  It’s a beautiful thing.  Get up when you want, play music when you want, write when you want, study when you want (with resounding silence accompaniment), walk naked after showers, use the facilities with the door open, sing in the shower as you please, adjust room temperatures as is your want, bask in the freedom that is overwhelming closet and cupboard space, revel in the ability to derive cleanly area at any and all times and feel free to take a nap on the couch; no one else wants to watch television.  All this can be yours for the low, low price of $695 per month.  Act now!

There certainly are down sides of course.  I’ll miss my roommates greatly, mostly as a social outlet.  It really was nice to have someone to kick it with after long hours at work (or currently school).  You develop good relationships with these people and it’s a big change.  So, not having those people around to go grab a beer with or complain about the latest Twins concave progressive formula is a bit of a bummer, but by and large the pros outweigh the cons.  This is the second time I’ve lived alone, and I find that my focus is generally much greater, it’s easier to accomplish tasks and goals.  I don’t know why, but having everything like you want it seems to make for an environment conducive to production.

This brings up the idea of living with anyone at any time being a detriment to production (besides actual life, which tends to be hindered by the lack of duplicitous X chromosome persons).  Obviously, I speak toward the idea of having a partner or potentially a partner and family.  In my unique situation, that would consist of a girl and some kids.  Those things are a long way away, but would probably serve to decrease production overall.  Then I get to thinking that that so called production was only a means toward procuring and sustaining that end in the first place.  Additionally, those relations naturally expect compromise.  Serving in those relationships in whatever role presented is a natural testament to compromise.  Humbling, resolute (potentially thankless) compromise.  With ups and downs, ins and outs for good and bad.  Kind of scary really.

I don’t want to think about it.


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