Alone time;

I almost NEVER get alone time, so when I do, it's like; Call in the hounds! Lock the doors! Hide ya kids hide ya wife! Don't anyone dare tell me they're coming home early because I won't let you in.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I love my friends, family, and boyfriend, but hot damn alone time is a magical time.  A time where I can sing as loud as I want without anyone complaining that their ears are bleeding. (I'm pretty sure William Hung is a better singer than I am) I can pop open a bag of chips without anyone stealing them while I'm trying to be fat and happy. I can watch cartoons or a girly romantic comedy without hearing Cam complain that he wants to watch something that has an explosion every five minutes. (of course with the leading man never seeming to notice a giant explosion just happened behind him)
Everyone needs "me time", but I think I need it more than your average bear. I've never really been a people person, they tend to be stupider than I would like. Ever since I moved back in with my parents, me time is scarce. Actually, I'm alone right now and I'm going to go do some simple workouts. I can't work out when people are around me, I'm far too self conscious and I think I look like a fish trying walk on land.

Here's to more alone time!

xoxo, Raven