Why it is so great

to not have any roommates

From the moment I moved out of the house I grew up in I’ve been living alone – something I loved then and still do now. The rest of my friends all moved into dorms with 35 or so roommates, while I had a nice little place of my own. After about a year I had my very first roommate move in, my cat Disco, and ever since it’s been just the two of us. Boring and lonely is what people tend to think. But let me tell you why nothing is greater than living on your own.

walking around naked

Without anybody seeing you. Perhaps there are roommates that have such greats bond that they do this regardless, but in the case of unexpected visitors or visits you were unaware of, you don’t want to have all your junk fully on display. To further extend on this subject: naked cleaning. Something women occasionally do when they’re on there own. Or peeing with the door wide open.

All the food is yours

I remember I was visiting a friend once who had 4 roommates and one of them was furious when she found out someone had drank her Red Bull. “Oh,” said another roommate, “I drank that yesterday.” The house was seriously tiny. When you’re alone you never have to deal with these kinds of issues since everything is yours. No bickering about who can use which drawer or who’s pots are who’s. Heavenly.

Nightly visitors

This is what I always found the most complicated thing about roommates. How is it possible to enjoy a nice bit of intimacy when in theory the entire house can hear you? While you’re laying there groaning and moaning, your roommate is right on the other side of the wall cramming for her statistics exam. And then you haven’t even covered the next morning yet, when your evening booty call quietly has to either quietly sneak out or introduce himself to all of your roommates. Seriously, it sounds unbelievably uncomfortable. And it’s the other way around too when you spend the night at a mans place who also has roommates. If at any point there is an obvious indication that the two of you will be having a sleep over, always ask him about his living situation. If there are roommates involved, then the party will continue at my place and not his.

dinner parties

Any time I feel like having friends over for dinner, I can. I don’t have to discuss beforehand whether or not I can “use the dinner table” on those and those dates. Man I find that to be such a drag. Or when you have a friend over for dinner and you have so much to catch up on and half way through dinner one of your roommates joins you guys because it’s their house too. That doesn’t mean it can’t be fun, but it can definitely be a drag.

borrowing clothes

Okay, so it’s not like I have a second or third extra closet filled with clothing at my disposal, but at least I know that no one is getting their filthy hands on my stuff. I absolutely hate that. I am very rigorous when it comes to the more expensive items in my closet and I would be miserable if someone wore my Joseph dress to some sorority party where it is guaranteed to get stained from booze or any other bodily fluids. Look, if you really want to borrow something you can always ask, but I never let people borrow my expensive things, roommate tor not.

no cleaning schedule

This might just be the nicest thing about living alone. If you feel like leaving your dirty dishes in the kitchen sink for two or three weeks, you are free to do so. And in that case any stenches or fruit flies are your own problem, and you won’t have anyone squabble with you about it. The big boss in your own home. I love it.