[JoSchmooze]

I had to go back and go through every single post, to see if I was any weirder than anybody else living alone.

Oh I talk to the animals all the time. I threaten to throw them out in the street. Or cut off their college tuition. All the doors are open, or half open because one of the cats hides out in the linen closet in the clothes closet underneath the bed everywhere. The dog tries to make friends with the cats. But the cats just want to have nothing to do with him. So he sits up in my lap and we end up singing together.

As most of you know, I travel quite a bit for my job. So I have a friend who housesits for me. But every week when I come home I have to go through the dishwasher and rinse everything because I think she doesn't clean them enough. Is that weird or is that just my OCD taking over?

I have a closet for what I call my corporate drag, a closet for polo shirts and Hawaiian shirts, a closet for jackets in Arizona for goodness sake's, and a closet for clothes I'll never be able to fit in again. That alone I think is weird.

I try to keep a regular schedule but there are nights of coarse that I don't want to cook. So I opened up the freezer and find something I've already packaged because I don't know how to cook for just myself.

We are who we are truly when we live alone. And who's to say what's normal or weird? Like a friend of mine says it is what it is.......