Getting Use to it all

I have lived alone for a whole week + now, and I must say, it is starting to grow on me. I do what ever I want to do -- I clean, organize, I leave when I want to I return when I want to. I need not ask anyone what I should do or when I should do something because their is on one to ask (except Matilda and she is  very agreeable) I eat when and what I like, I turn the heat up and down when I want to, the only laundry in the machine is my own, no one leaves dirty dishes laying around (because I never do) no one leaves a mess in the bathroom (because I don't) I go to sleep when I want and no one makes noise to wake me, I wake up when I want because no one gets up before I do. I shop when I want to and my food is never eaten by anyone but myself endless I give it to some one else. Things are always how I have left them, I can keep my things anywhere I want to and they will never be moved endless I move them. If I wish to walk from the bathroom to the bedroom naked after a shower, no one is their to care (except I can't right now because I need blinds in the hall way). I do not have cable yet because I am waiting to see how my bills work out, so I find myself reading a lot more, which is good.
My home is getting very organized, this week I got 2 end tables and a coffee table that has storage, so no I have more places to put things & keep them more organized. I still need a queen bedroom set and chairs for my kitchen table, as well as 2 wing chairs for the front room, but other than that my home is pretty well furnished. I really can't complain -- Living alone may not be the most economical, but I am enjoying it. I may need to get a room mate to help pay the bills, but i'll cross that bridge when I come to it.