… and I hate living alone with Anna

I only survived one night in my new place.

I just spend night #2 back at home (which is why I’m able to get on the Internet so early).

I miss having some adult company in the house, but I especially miss living in this town. I was starting to feel a little attached to it over the past few months before taking this job, but my desire to have a full-time job and be independent overruled everything.

But I like the job I have, and it looks really bad to quit something after one month, right?

I feel like I have post-partum depression… except the “I wish I never went through with the pregnancy!” thoughts are “I wish I would’ve never moved!”