I was very excited about the notion of staying home alone. In fact... I looked at the whole concept with rose colored glasses.
But... Honestly... I found it a really sucky experience on weekdays. There are virtually so many things or systems which lives and breathes in a house. No matter how many times you turn your eyes away, or try to mentally ignore them... They are right there in front of you. Eventually, you have to look at them and give into them because you are also got used to these systems.
I was expecting that by staying alone, i will get more close to my own self and will discover my spiritual side more clearly.
Since Monday, i've been playing many roles of bartan wali, kapde dhone wali, khana banane wali, press wali and wht not. I am just so not me and eagerly awaiting for weekend to meet myself back again.
Hats off to those who are doing it with ease. I am still learning this art....