This author is the worst. I don't bike to work (yay living close enough to walk!), but I don't drive and many months of the year, my bike is my transportation. Screw going nowhere - there's a patio I can be drinking on, or an awesome music festival I can be grooving at, or a farmers market I can be buying fresh corn at, and its just a bike ride away!
Sleep is my super power, so I definitely take the overnight buses (and the red eye flights). I also love earplugs, sleep masks and sleeping pills. But, as my partner regularly reminds me, I am a freak for my ability to sleep through anything (except snoring. Snoring is my kryptonite.)
As a former server, thank you to everyone who pays during a "bathroom" break - nothing more awkward for the server than hearing guests duke it out (or insisting you decide whose card to take).
I'm both thrilled and sad I don't have any roommate horror stories. At 32, post-breakup, I moved in with my very first non-sexytimes roommate, and he was awesome. Over a year of living together, zero drama, and he was super chill that time I came home at 3 am very drunk and didn't have my keys. But, no stories to bond with people over either! Some of this sounds totally justified in terms of accounting (laundry detergent and shampoo), some of it a bit petty (tp - I don't want to have to account for every square I use in the roommate math, and that road seems dangerously close here). All of it is a good reason to chat with both roommate (Hey, X has been spending a lot of time here - can we talk about how we're splitting costs?) in a non confrontational manner, and ask her to remind the bf to bring his own shampoo, etc or be sure to use hers. If that doesn't work, sure, start to keep laundry soap in your room. But let's all start by pretending we're rational if somwhat clueless or conflict-averse adults here.
@Marille I also get the hives, and I LOVE furniture. But mostly I buy used: got my boyfriend a lovely art deco dining room set for $250, with delivery, which is less than anything but the worst Ikea furniture. Also: I don't have a wine hutch, but I do have two 48-bottle wine racks (I live with a sommelier while I am just a avid amateur wine drinker); got them for $8 each at the Goodwill. Good investment!
But where do I sit if I don't want to be harassed by the sound? I am getting crochety and old ("Turn that dang volume down!") while still having the ears of a relative youngster.
@sherlock Agreed on annoyance when one has limited liquids and then still has to wait about! I have gotten myself down to a single small MEC duffle bag for most of my trips that aren't 6 week business or coming back from my parent's after Christmas. The hardest part isn't clothes or shoes or books - it's liquids.
@Allison "got really judgey, but didn’t say anything because I am That Person in my soul, but try not to be out loud." Ha! I like that. I am sometimes that person out loud, like when I told the guy at the grocery store yesterday it was a five items or less line (he had at least 12 in his cart). Not meanly. But it was information.
I am never so happy to be 5'3" and 130 pounds as I am when flying. Generally, the person next to me seems pretty happy about it too.
Hugging a cat is something I am grateful for on a daily basis!! My cat: frequently less grateful, but I think he is grateful to have a human who lets him sleep on her head. Or maybe he just knows that's how it should be. Anyhoo, yes: I try to be grateful, and in particular when I get annoyed or upset about petty things, I try to end any rant with a list of things that are good in my life.