I house sit a lot. As an odd job or in conjunction with baby- or dog sitting. I sleep in other people's beds as a bit of a pastime. It's an odd experience. When my friends are home, say, hosting me as their guest for dinner, I would never go through their freezer just to see what's there. I would never walk around in my underwear, or leave my socks and shoes in the middle of their kitchen. But, here I am, master of their domains. I don't do anything inappropriate. I just kind of live in their houses. Then, when they come home, things snap right back into place, and I remain fully clothed, properly seated on their couches, pretending not to have intimate knowledge of their DVR recording habits.
It got me thinking about my own little home. I very seldom go away. And when I do, there is nothing to sit. No expensive electronics or jewelry to check in on, no pet, no baby (see my last post), not even a houseplant. Should I be getting stuff that needs to be 'sat for'? Am I behind some kind of curve here?