I was in report with one of the day nurses, and she asked me if I still liked being a homeowner. To which I replied to the affirmative. Even when my basement took on water, I still liked my house.
"Aren't you scared?"
I pressed further and she elaborated on if being a house all by myself was scary in any way, especially considering the latest with that Kelsey girl who was abducted and killed.
Truth be told, I've never really thought about it. Oh sure, I was a little more watchful when I first moved in because I didn't really know my neighborhood, and it was a new environment. I'm always conscious of my surroundings, especially when out and about, but I've always lived on my own (save for a couple experiences with having a roommate). I don't think I have ever lived in fear. It interests me that some women would view my life and get chills up their spine: mortgage, job, maintaining a home, personal security...all done by myself with no man around, no parents to watch over me. I can see how that would intimidate.
I've been on my own for so long, the idea of sharing now seems like an alien concept. Would it be possible to just marry a guy and live in houses next door to each other? Then, we could have one big backyard.