Come and tell me all the good things about living on your own...

[moonriver]

Dp and I have broken up after eight years (no dc). The split is a mutal and friendly one, but it is still hitting me hard.

I am due to move out in a fortnight and although in one way I`m looking forward to it, I am still a little nervous.

Please, anyone who has been through a similar thing, please come and tell me all the good things about living on your own...

I LOVED living on my own.

No stinky bathroom
The tissue that's dropped on the floor is defnitely yours
The house stays like you left it.
You don't need to wash anyone elses pants.
You can do things on a time schedule to sort yourself.
The beer stays in the fridge until you drink it.
You can eat what you like
no compromise on telly
you can walk about in your pants with no one to look

I have thought about this.

You can eat what you want, watch or listen to what you want, go to bed when you want, basically do anything you want in your own home and not have to consider whether you're being inconsiderate to the other person who lives there.

My personal favourite is ice cream + wine = supper. Regularly

Being able to sing along really loud to your favourite music while you go about your chores without anyone around to hear you :)

Oh God there are so many things that are great about living by yourself. And I am not just saying that to make you feel better- it's true!

-Never having to clean up after anyone else.
-Being able to wander around in any state you please.
-You can decorate the place any way you see fit without having to discuss it.
-Nobody else's mess is around you- none of their clothes on the floor, or dishes in the sink, or gadgetry cloggingup the place.
-You don't have to listen to someone bitching about their day at work.
-You can be as silly as you like and it just won't matter because no one is watching.
-Nights sat in with the food you want, watching whatever you please, just relaxing.
-Moving into a new place and being able to make it yours is great.

And a bed all to yourself with no disturbances during the night or wrestling over the sheets.

Having a double bed and sprawling all over it is wonderful, having the TV remote to myself, only tidying up after myself and my children, decorating however I want with nobody arguing about colour choices, coming and going as I please, reading quietly on an evening with no other sound from anywhere, having friends round whenever I like and being able to chat to them in peace.
I LOVE being single!

the whole duvet to yourself, and what everyone else said.

The hope of finding the most perfect person to share your bed with, rather than the reality of the wrong one.

Being able to enjoy the perfect Sunday, soaking up the sun in the garden, reading and snoozing to my hearts content without the ghost of manchild appearing at the backdoor every 14 seconds complaining he's loneeeeely and hungry and boooored and spreading a tense atmosphere when he couldnt engage my full attention.

Yes to having the whole bed to myself too - and choosing the bedding i like with lots of colours.

Being able to eat when and whatever the hell I want.

Being able to wear whatever the hell I like, even (shock horror) the colour pink and things with 'floral shit' all over them.

Lots more but must go and rescue pizza from the oven first....

No skid marks in the loo.
Toilet lid is always down.
Toilet roll is replaced when finished.
No socks or underpants on the floor.
Wet towels are hung up or put in the wash.
Reading a book without being interrupted.

Going out with your mates without having to tell someone else what time you're going to be back. Or whether you're going to be back at all.

Hogging the phone to your mum/sister/best mate for hours (or is that just me?) without someone huffing and sighing, either because they want a turn on the phone or because they want you to talk to them instead.

Not having some bright spark say "What did you do that for?" when you've done something really stupid .

No snoring! (Unless it's you, in which case, no-one to complain about your snoring. But that could be just me as well.)

YY to reading of an evening with no other sounds. Blissful to me to be able to choose the level of noise in the house - no more having to listen to zombies being killed/cars screeched around a track loudly on the playstation.

Having the time and space to really be myself and to find out what I'm all about (not always easy to do with another human around with needs of their own)

Well, for me anyway.

Being able to indulge the cats love of sitting in the tiny hallway with the front door half open so he can observe the neighbourhood in comfort without someone whinging their freezing cold.

Spending a whole weekend in bed with whoever you want and all of this ^.

I used to love living on my own. Best bit for me would be that everything was always right where I left it. No dirty clothes dropped on the floor, no cups in the sink, no keys moved somewhere else... Oh god it was brilliant.

I agree with and love all of these the winner is the indulged cat though.

I too can indulge my cat now that stbx is gone, mainly cos cat didn't like him. The cat must've know what a pratt he is!

Eating what you want, when you want.

Watching whatever you like on tv.

Inviting your mates over whenever you feel like it, or staying in cosy on your own if you feel like that.

Not worrying about getting home because someone is waiting.

Not having to consult with anyone else if you have bizarre tastes in furnishings..

expensive favourite foundation and moisturisers have their own area of the fridge. Same for nail varnish

An entire draw for the rest of my make up in the kitchen, along with my mirror so I can spread everything out and do all that stuff in peace at the table with my coffee in the mornings.

I can watch my tv in peace in MY living room and take iplayer to bed with me anytime I want to.

Everything in MY kitchen goes where it belongs.

Radio 4 throughout the house. Can dance an 'sing' the wrong lyrics to songs and only God can judge me.

You'll find your own pleasures and it WILL be ok.

When you come home, the house and everything within it are just as it was when you left it.

I lived in my own from my late 20s to mid 30s and loved it!!

You can be amazingly selfish without feeling guilty
Spend YOUR money on whatever you want
Sleep when you want
Eat what and when you want

The list goes on

:) Notail - if I ever do entertain the notion of a full-time man in my life again I will know if he's the right one or not if he voluntarily opens the front
door half-way for the cat (and then puts on an extra jumper)

When I used to live on my own I used to make up dances in my front room after a night out at the pub. Sometimes I would wear a wooly hat while dancing.

When you come in from a crap day at work, you can lock the door, kick your shoes off, run a bath, pour a glass of wine and r-e-l-a-x, and not have to listen to how someone elses day was worse than yours and 'when are you doing tea'.

If someone rings on the spur of the moment with an invite you can just drop everything and go.

You can stay up as long as you want reading a book when you go to bed.

I loved decorating my house exactly as I wanted it, having friends over when ever I wanted, eating exactly what I wanted and not having to answer to anyone.

I did used to keep the front and back door locked all the time when I was in and nearly had a heart attack the night the TV shelf collapsed in the spare bedroom!!!!

Having sole control of the central heating thermostat - if I'm cold, I'm cold and it'll go on for an hour no matter if it's the middle of January or July.

Y with knobs on to a customised and peaceful morning routine. No sneaking around, drying my hair in the kitchen using a tiny mirror, able to have music on especially in the morning since there's no one else to disturb.

Waking up to radio/general music alarm and hitting snooze as much as I want without complaints of waking someone else.

No more sleeping with a human furnace at night draping itself all over me (much easier to maintain a normal body temperature) :)

No smelly, yellow, drool soaked pillows, no nail clippings on the living room carpet, no snoring to keep me awake, being able to wear my beloved pyjamas all year round, no wet 'heads' (ahem) poking into my back when trying to get to sleep....

MoodyNagoo - the dancing with a wolly hat on has me in stitches here! Brilliant, will have to add that to my repertoire.

All of the above plus (the most important one) - no sport on the TV

All of the above!

Farting when I need to
Eating crap for dinner or no dinner at all if I feel like it
Being able to hog the laptop
Being able to leave all my art stuff out on the dining room table without anyone moaning
Not having to put up with someone else's grumpy mood / illness / demands for attention / sulks / tense atmospheres / excessive drinking
Decorating the house how I like it, complete with lots of cushions and fairy lights

No sport on tv - forgot about that one - in fact no tv at all if i so choose.

I used to jump to turn the damn goggle box on as soon as ex's car pulled up at night because he had to have the damn thing on or his mood would take a nose dive from the depths it was usually already in at the end of every day.

On that note - no more tension and anxiety waiting for the arrival of his grumpiness to spoil my I-pod listening/dancing happiness.

No more anxiety when doing anything just waiting for the next demand/comment.

Being able to squeeze any spots without being told 'stop that, I'm the one who has to look at that for days now'

....scraping the barrel now I realise :)

You can make toffee popcorn all for yourself and eat it in bed at 4 in the morning or 7 in the evening, while watching whatever you want.