Is it just me, or did anyone else wait until their mid-30s to realize they deserve their own space?
Graduated at 20, and since then it's been work, baby, sleep, repeat. That's literally it. My back went out six months ago from some combo of bad posture and stress and it still hurts every day. I was sitting on the couch last month and realized I don't have a single room in this house where I can just exist without someone needing something.
So I took the guest room. It was basically a storage closet full of boxes and cat hair. Bought a bunch of books I've been "meaning to read" for years. Finally picked up The Alchemist again. Got this ridiculous pink ergonomic chair (Musso E80) because I was destroying my spine on kitchen chairs. Expensive but honestly my back feels better already.
Found a vintage lamp on Facebook Marketplace. Too dim for real work but perfect for reading. And I finally set up my record player properly with an actual amp instead of the crappy built-in speakers. Last night I sat in there for three hours. Just reading and listening to music. Didn't think about dinner or work or who's picking up the kid tomorrow. First time in... I don't even know how long. Kind of mad at myself for waiting this long tbh. Anyone else carve out space for themselves recently? What did you do?