So remind me why I like being the free-spirit of the family?

I'm doing laundry tonight. (OK, not a sad commentary on my life--I did go out for awhile tonight). When I returned from my venture, I found that someone, in that hour and a half since loading everything into washers, had come, unloaded one of my finished cycles, washed and was drying. I looked to the right and the only other dryer in that laundry room was unplugged. All I could think was "Why do I like being so free-spirited and not wanting to own such domestic things like a washer and dryer?" I think somewhere deep down inside, as soon as I buy something that big, I'll seem like I've settled down--doesn't take a walk down the aisle, just major appliances. And...side note...settling down isn't the real issue, it's the whole idea of the things I haven't done yet that I am not willing to compromise. This stubborness probably doomed a relationship in college, but I was in the process of fulfilling a goal, and I wasn't going to give it up. And like last spring, I was in the process of starting a relationship when my sister took her turn for the worse. It was a wake-up call, and I knew I wasn't going to be torn, and I didn't want to feel like I was choosing one thing over another. My other sister is in a long term relationship, and she was constantly feeling pressure to contribute time to helping Debbie, but feeling pulled in other directions as well. Fine, so I am not good at the multi-tasking my emotions! Also, I don't know that I want to live in Orlando forever. Outside of being such a huge tourist destination, it's rather blah. (Apologies to the Chamber of Commerce.) Is Vegas the same way once you venture away from the Strip?

Anyway, just my little rant for the evening about how I hate to trudge to the other side of the complex b/c I am too stubborn to buy my own w/d and too cheap, no--frugal--, to spend $35 a month to rent them here. Oh well...time to go pull everything out of the dryer now!

Side note....to anyone from Springfield theater, am having dinner with Brent Huber, flight attendant w/ NWA, Sunday evening at Orlando airport. :-)