Domination of the thermostat
Last cookie is there where you left it
Clean or messy – it’s up to you
Drinking liquids straight from the container without shame
Someone else’s snoring won’t wake you up
Home is an argument free zone
Being a slug on the couch without witnesses
No one nearby to ask “do I look fat in these pants”
Closets are for you to fill
Breakfast for dinner, whenever you like
Image from thisisn’thappiness
Hear! Hear!
I grew up in a house with 5 other people – nothing was ever where I left it!
More:
I can fill the DVR with whatever I want
I can play my favourite songs throughout the house and sing (poorly) along without any criticism
I can stay up as late as I want or get up as early as I want without having to keep quiet to avoid bothering others
Singing freely. Yes!
Use of all the hot water.
100% of decorating choices are mine.
100% of all choices are mine.
No scrambling for the hot water. You’re right. I’ve taken that for granted.
Heather, you had me at decorating choices!
Can play the piano (or TV, or stereo) ANY time I want! Even at 2:00 AM.
Also grew up in a small house with 6 people, and I swore I would never subject myself to that again.
Do you have neighbors nearby, Ann?
No…space between houses here is quite good. No one can hear me play, which I consider a good thing!
One of the downsides of city life. In my apartment building, noise travels.
I can do the peanut butter-honey dipping supper freely (take a spoon of peanut butter, dip into a jar of local honey, and eat. Repeat as necessary).
The garage space is all mine, too!
But this “last cookie” thing–is that theoretical 😉
You have a point about the last cookie.
The pictures says it all for me. No one to judge me if there are just some days that call for a glass of wine before noon 🙂
Cheers!
No one to answer to if I want to leave. I just grab my coat and wallet and go. No explanations to anyone. Get to keep the pet(s) I want without worrying about someone else’s allergies or lack of interest/tolerance.
These are great ones to remember. Spontaniety and animals.
Tried to think of good things about living alone. But had horrendous week – worked 12 hour days and was exhausted. But had several “home” things I had to do. New whole window screen fell out and needed to be put back in and I had no idea how to do it. Had to figure out how to take screen off storm door so I could clean it (btw got new Windows, front door and storm door put in in 12 hour marathon last Sunday!). And I really wished that there was someone else who could worry about that stuff. Sometimes living alone has downsides that get to you. But yesterday I managed care to figure out both those things and get it done. Today I feel I accomplished something. Does tat count as a good thing? You’re forced to expand yourself?
I love your story recounting a horrendous week, Lisa. Ultimately, it feels triumphant. And what better accomplishment than expanding yourself in the face of trials.