#itsaboutchrist

Today I returned home, my house was closed as it was a few weeks ago. Dark, silent, nothing but a breeze streaming through the windows. Leave the suitcases on the floor, I take a couple of minutes and take a deep breath. I had a lot to do. It was my first day living all alone in that place, and I had no idea how to run a house. A house has many responsibilities, paying bills, keeping it clean, fixing whatever goes wrong, setting rules and not allowing anyone to invade your personal space, you know, it is more than knowing what cooking or washing. It is expensive and pretty heavy load on the shoulders that usually takes between 2, but I have to take it alone. I hate cockroaches. I took the can of baygon out of my suitcase and started to open the doors of the rooms, letting the breeze invade every corner. There is nothing that will terrify me more than to open a door and get me an invasion of bugs by there, but already was properly armed. The smell of confinement gradually thinned and with a smile I opened the refrigerator to realize that it was covered with worms I almost vomit >____< , I seem to leave the meat inside and unplug the refrigerator before I go .. so spend the rest of the day cleaning up all that, trying not to vomit and at the same time deceiving my mind and not thinking too much that in fact I was completely alone it did not matter  how high I had the TV set. The night had arrived I felt completely exhausted. The first night sleeping completely alone .. in 31 years. It's crazy, but you have no idea when life can change from day to day and mine had given a 180 degree turn, I stared at the ceiling of my room while my eyes closed thinking that I was very hungry and had no idea how to cook..............