There’s nothing like the relief of being home alone. The peace, the quiet, and the freedom to just let loose and do whatever you please—it’s the best feeling.
These Redditors know exactly what I’m talking about. In a recent thread, they opened up about all the weird little things they do in private. And who could blame them? From having imaginary arguments to setting up hammocks indoors just because, here are some of their most memorable posts.
I generally eat my meals on a little folding table in my living room floor in front of the TV. During the pandemic, I ordered a white cloth and black napkins and fancy silverware and a little candleholder for it. And now I set it like a restaurant when I cook myself dinner. Because it cheers me up and I like it.
I dress in ball gown I found at goodwill and drink tall boys while doing puzzles and listening to murder podcasts. Every girl deserves to go to a ball.
I sleep on a full size mattress in a camping tent in my bedroom. It took me five years of living alone to finally decide I’m gonna do whatever I want to do, and that’s sleep in a tent every night. I love it.
Learn dance routines and then show them to my dog and 2 cats. They don’t seem to appreciate all the hard work I put in.
I paint my house to suit ME! Bright orange laundry room – yes! Sunny yellow kitchen – please! Purple dressing room etc etc. after literal years of being mindful of “resale value” I bought a really old home and just paint colors that make me happy 100%. Life is just too short for “resale value” in my opinion. Also? Looking into adult dog bed – omg can I fill it with my Squishmallow friends??
I have devoted 3 full rooms to cat stuff and built a catio off the back of my house. I am determined to give my own cats and my fosters the absolute best. It’s all enrichment in the tiger enclosure now.
Sometimes when I’m bored, I’ll narrate my activities David Attenborough style.
I sing to the dog pretty much all day.
I eat a WHOLE CAKE (not all in one go though) by sticking the fork right in the middle. I ain’t sharing. Why do I need to slice it up?
I like to blast music and clean my house/do chores in chunky platform boots. Sometimes I pretend I’m being followed by a camera in a music video. Just makes me feel silly and confident, momentary dopamine hit all to myself.