What would you do if you didn't see a soul for 7 days?

            Actually, this has been close to happening a few times. I lived by myself and the shower didn’t work so well, so I avoided leaving the house except for my once a week church and grocery run. Showing only twice a week is pretty tough on a girl. My hair felt so stiff with grease. Uck. I do not want to do that again. I did survive though. And after a few days of not showering and letting my leg hair grow for weeks, I would feel so clean after a shower and shaving my legs.

            So, that’s what I didn’t do to intertain myself. To keep myself busy I cleaned, read, wrote, watched movies, and ate. That is another thing I learned not to take for granted while lived in this place: food. The first few days, I ate one meal a day: a chocolate covered s’more. Even after I bought food, I would not eat too much in one sitting. I had to make this food last for a week or take a dysfunctional shower and go back out. Every morning I had oatmeal for breakfast. I would buy the fruit variety pack to switch things up. Midmorning if I got hungry, I would have fruit. A kiwi, apple, banana, craisins, whatever. Lunch was peanut butter and jelly, maybe with some warmed up frozen vegetables. If I didn’t eat the vegetables for lunch, they would be a mid afternoon snack. Dinner was soup or a microwave dinner. Once I had a frozen pizza.

            I missed food so much when I was there. Maybe it wasn’t so much food as a meal. I wanted my lunches in particular to last longer. I don’t know if I wanted more food, but I wanted to spend more time sitting and relaxing with my food. Dinner it wasn’t such a problem because I would watch a movie while I ate. My DVD collection is beginning to grow, but it wasn’t a big selection. I managed not to watch any of the same movies twice.

            That month spent with very little human contact was like an indoor camping trip. And I guess like most camping trips, it is at times a bit better remembered than it was. Things always go wrong during camping trips, but afterwards it doesn’t seem so bad. Yeah, that was a fun month. I don’t want to do it again though.