How boring can a person be?

I'll answer this question. My present situation is that I am alone after work. I'm so bored, ahhh, I'm about to collapse. I want to cry. Wow.

I have been a mother for over a week and a half. I weaned the baby a little over a week ago. I came to work in the city and left my children with my mother-in-law. I will go home to visit the children every three to five times. My husband works in the city. He recently changed his job and is always on business trips. I used to live with my sister-in-law, my brother was doing business in other places, and my sister-in-law looked after two children alone. I only live there to do something for my sister-in-law. But during the summer vacation, my brother took my sister-in-law to other places and the family was reunited. I am alone every day. ...

Actually, one person can do it. There is a TV, a computer and a mobile phone. The key is to have WIFI, so under normal circumstances, I am very comfortable. I even enjoy this quiet and free life now, for fear that my sister-in-law will come back one day and break this quiet life. In this way, every day after work, I go to the supermarket to buy some fruits and snacks, and then I go home. Then I took a shower, put on my pajamas and started watching TV with the remote control. If the TV is not good, I will find some variety shows on the computer. When you find the right channel, you put the food you bought in the right place (convenient to eat while watching), which is called freedom.

Otherwise, open the phone records, see which good friends haven't contacted for a long time, and then dial the past, and you will feel better in an instant. Anyway, living alone is interesting. I won't feel bored if I don't let myself be idle, but it rained a lot recently, which broke my carefree little life.

It was sunny a few days ago, but just as I was about to get off work, it suddenly rained heavily. My colleague is not bad. He drove me home. But unlike usual, I didn't go to the supermarket to buy things. I just went back to my hometown to visit my children the day before. There is no fruit at home, and snacks are at the bottom. Well, when I got home and looked at the empty refrigerator, I felt very disappointed. I couldn't cook at all, so I asked my sister-in-law to take all my favorite foods before she left. It was still raining heavily outside.

My stomach growled, and I frowned at the downpour and sighed, alas, how did this happen? Helpless, I lay in bed after taking a shower, playing with my mobile phone and paying attention to whether the heavy rain outside has stopped. Not only has the heavy rain not stopped, but it seems to be getting heavier and heavier. It's also lightning and thunder, and I dare not even call. It really rained all night. There is a power outage, even a power outage. You should know what a power outage means. Ah, I'm about to collapse, and I don't have an internet. How can I get through this difficulty online? I looked at my mobile phone and it showed 14% power. I wanted to cry. I don't want to think too much. I'm going to rummage through my bag right away, because the charging treasure may be there. Unexpectedly, I found it and let my colleagues borrow it during the day.

I can't take it anymore. It's only 7: 30. How can we live next? It's dark everywhere, so you can see the things next to you in a flash. I lay motionless in bed and suddenly missed my children. Things would be much more interesting if the children were here. It will be terrible to be alone at this time. Is this what I call boredom? Ah, why are you doing this to me? I am alone in my room. The cell phone is dead, and there is not even a flashlight. It is still thundering outside. I'm naturally bold, but I'm bored. I really don't know what I can do at this time.

If only there were one more person, it would be less boring for two people to talk. The more I think about it, the more I can't stand it. I actually cried, as if I had never felt so bored since I was a child. I feel wronged in my heart. In this case, no one is with me, which makes me cry even more. I feel that after half a century, I finally got electricity. I charged my mobile phone at the first time and turned on the lights in several rooms. I feel better at once, and finally I don't have to be so boring anymore. I looked at my watch. It's five minutes to eight.

Looking back on that rainy day, what I was afraid of was not darkness, but boredom. Since then, I always fully charge my mobile phone before work, just in case.