On My Own

Back in the Philippines, it is typical for children to stay and live with their parents until they get married. My family wasn't an exception. I'm used to my mom, my brother, and my sister being around. Oftentimes, relatives would come over and stay for an indefinite period of time. I also have three dogs back at home. I'm used to chaos, noise, sharing a bathroom, and arguing over remote control rights.



Last April 28, 2008, I took at 22 hour trip around the world to be with the man I love. But since we decided that the wedding will not be until August, I had to learn how to live on my own. Aaaargh.


Ok, ok. I know I'm older than most of the people who will be reading this post. But it is seriously one of the scariest things I have ever done in my entire life: to live in a foreign land. alone. no friends. no family. no one to clean up after me. Waaaaaaaah!


Fortunately, I have been blessed with a wonderful fiance and equally wonderful future parents-in-law who made sure I am situated in a great neighborhood. And by that, I meant stores like Walmart, Target, and Michael's are just a couple of blocks away from my townhouse. Of course, not having rowdy neighbors is also a plus. :P


My townhouse was fully furnished when I arrived too. And of course, that included the fridge and the kitchen pantry. Hah! Even the 2 bathrooms were filled with lotions, soaps, body scrubs, etc. Lucky me.




Sigh. My own little place in Evansville. Now that I'm getting used to living on my own, it's not as bad as I thought it would be. And the weird thing is, I actually like cleaning up. I guess it's different when it's your place.


Anyway, I am posting some photos here of my townhouse in Evansville. Hopefully, you can visit me sometime. Until my next post!