Life Without Toast - Sibling Rivalry

(Bee-doe-day-up-bee-doe-day-up-I don't have no time for no monkey business)

I have been thinking about this for a while now due to the fact that I don't really like living with other people at the moment, more so because one of my roomies wrecks my head, and really ever since I have been doing the whole house share thing (6 years) there has always been someone who really gets on my wick.
I want to move out of my house anyway as I feel that I have been here for too long and there is really no reason for me staying as I moved to this house initially because it was 5 minutes from where I worked, but then I haven't worked in that particular establishment for nearly 3 years now, and after January I will have only one South Side friend cause the other three are going travelling etc.

But then I am thinking will I be too lonely? Will I get scared? Because when I am here and I know that I am on my own I do get kind of scared, but then I think that's just because I am used to hearing other people here and then when there is no noise it sort of freaks me out.

To be honest I am just sick of dealing with other peoples shit, I want to have my own space that is not just contained in my bedroom, I want to not come home and not be able to make my dinner because someone else is already doing that, I want to be able to shower when I want and not be worried that the noise of the electric shower will wake someone or piss someone off, I want to be able to not have to clear away someone elses stuff so that I can eat brekki, I want to be able to sit in the living room and watch what I want instead of always the Simpsons because everyone likes the Simpsons, I want to have responsibility for no one apart from me that is. In my house I am responsible for EVERYTHING, urely because I know if I leave it up to someone else it will not get done, the bins will not be left out, plastic will go into the green bin even though there is a sign detailing everything that does not go into it (apparently plastic two litre milk bottles are not real plastic in La La land), I pay the bills, I sort out everything, I sweep the floor, I wash the floor, I wash the unclaimed dishes, I dip the oil tank every week so we dont run out and get an air lock, I call the landlady, I call the police, I am the one they ask how to do things or can I do things, and I always do it. I am too nice I think.

For the past two weeks I have been conducting an experiment, I have been coming home from work and not interacting with my roomies to see how lonely I get, and so far, not lonely, I have not actually had a visual sighting of ANY of them for two weeks now, and it's fine with me, not lonely, not getting separation anxiety not anything, actually better than before. I can do what I want, I can watch what I want, I can sit here nakey and no one can say anything because my bedroom is mine, and no one can come in, and I think that's what I want my home to be.

Plus, I own all the furniture so it means when I do move out they have nothing which I know will piss off at least one person who I will be happy to piss off (a lot!) heehee!!