It's official, My aparment, which I have been in a full month today, is my home.
I know I know, wherever you live is your home.. whatever... This is my home, I've never really wanted to rush home, or did I feel comfortable enough in my space to walk around in the buff, or make juice in my panties or whatever, but here, I am.
I feel like every second I am away takes away from my "good" parts of my day.
I have my kiln, my couch, my computer, my bed (which is inflatable and WAY Too comfy) I am missing my cat though, which bugs me.
I am surrounded by boxes and bags, and more boxes, and I love every moment.
This is my first home that is just for me. Every other place I lived has had someone else in it. Be it my parents, my roomies in college, my ex fiance, my ex-husband, my aunt, my grandma or even josh, there have always been other people. This is the only place that is just for me. If I don't want to let anyone in, they don't get to fucking come in!
My apartment is being refered to as the "Eden Cave". I like that moniker, I think I may keep it. It's really dark in here.
My porch has a 6 or so foot high fence (privacy style) so not much light there, It has blinds on the HUGE sliding glass door, and in my bedroom (where the only other window lives) is a set of blinds... and CURTAINS! I did not install these, they came with the place. The place is awesome and it does have a very cave like appearance. I love shutting the blinds in the middle of the day and having a nice snuggly nap.
Yes, I nap. I have never napped and not hated it, save for sick days. Now I find myself making excuses to get into bed and snuggle with my blankets and my hello kitty body pillow.
I am really enjoying the single/loner life. I know it's more expensive than roomies, but it lets me be me, all by my lonesome! Hey even 475 is damn cheap rent in this area... so I am making out like a bandit!
I know I know, wherever you live is your home.. whatever... This is my home, I've never really wanted to rush home, or did I feel comfortable enough in my space to walk around in the buff, or make juice in my panties or whatever, but here, I am.
I feel like every second I am away takes away from my "good" parts of my day.
I have my kiln, my couch, my computer, my bed (which is inflatable and WAY Too comfy) I am missing my cat though, which bugs me.
I am surrounded by boxes and bags, and more boxes, and I love every moment.
This is my first home that is just for me. Every other place I lived has had someone else in it. Be it my parents, my roomies in college, my ex fiance, my ex-husband, my aunt, my grandma or even josh, there have always been other people. This is the only place that is just for me. If I don't want to let anyone in, they don't get to fucking come in!
My apartment is being refered to as the "Eden Cave". I like that moniker, I think I may keep it. It's really dark in here.
My porch has a 6 or so foot high fence (privacy style) so not much light there, It has blinds on the HUGE sliding glass door, and in my bedroom (where the only other window lives) is a set of blinds... and CURTAINS! I did not install these, they came with the place. The place is awesome and it does have a very cave like appearance. I love shutting the blinds in the middle of the day and having a nice snuggly nap.
Yes, I nap. I have never napped and not hated it, save for sick days. Now I find myself making excuses to get into bed and snuggle with my blankets and my hello kitty body pillow.
I am really enjoying the single/loner life. I know it's more expensive than roomies, but it lets me be me, all by my lonesome! Hey even 475 is damn cheap rent in this area... so I am making out like a bandit!
hurt:
Oh, pretty kitty, it sounds like paradise! Good for you! I miss the days of having my own space to be naked or stinky, room mates can be shitty sometimes 
