I invited a new colleague from a different department on campus to stay at my house until their apartment opens up on the fourth. I was trying to be nice.
But holy cow, other people are weird. I say that with a bit of a wry smile, because I'm sure my quirks are just as weird as anyone else's, truth be told. But since I'm writing, let me say, other people are weird!
I want to practice my violin, but I don't want to wake the person. It's after noon, and I haven't heard the least stirring yet. I guess I'll go do other chores and practice later?
As someone who lives alone, I think I'm probably very set in my ways.
The person moves out on the first, so it's only a few more days.
(If you were reading this person's blog, I bet they'd say that they're staying with someone who's sort of crazy, and so very weird!)