lauralh | lousy cohabitation

man, I just don't know about this working thing. The problem is having someone else around. I don't know, I got really used to living alone and working, and then I had to adjust to living alone and not working, then I had to adjust to not living alone and not working. I guess I'll adjust, but in the meantime I'm freaking the hell out. Nick says we can get a bigger place (or even a house) when the lease expires, but in the meantime, well, see above.

I need alone time. I had plenty before, while normal people were at work, but now I'm one of those people. I get up at 8:30 and get home at 6:30. If I'm lucky, I have almost a full hour of alone time, then Nick gets home and plays his fucking piano. Needless to say I haven't played a lick of clarinet since I got my job, let alone write on my novel or watch any movies. It's rather annoying. And then to top it off, Nick works till 2am most nights, whereas I need to get to bed by midnight in order to get up the next morning.

The only thing that I really won't compromise on is the sleep thing. It's pretty easy to get Nick over, since I'm a real bitch when I'm sleepy, but then I hate myself. I just don't know.