The Wonderful Realities of Living Alone | London Life

LIving alone

The Wonderful Realities of Living Alone | London Life

So I’m single, twenty-three and living alone in a studio flat I don’t have to share. That means: my own bathroom, my own kitchen, own living area and own bed.

I get to do SO MUCH I wouldn’t do anywhere else.

Here are some of my favourites. #NoShame

  1. I can walk around naked and not worry about having to rush for clothes
  2. I can have a shower in the middle of the day. Two, if I want.
  3. Bed or sofa? Is a genuine decision I make every night.
  4. Drinking begins at whatever time of day I please
  5. My audiobooks play aloud for most of the day
  6. I can cook whatever I like and not have to worry about upsetting the vegan, poisoning the lactose intolerant housemate or stinking out the kitchen with the poached fish smell
  7. I can attempt yoga in the middle of my room and it doesn’t matter if I make a fool of myself – there’s no one to see!
  8. Furniture is not just what it says on the tag: a stool is not just a seat, but a table, tray and shield for whenever I hear a bump outside my door. Or see a spider. A bed is a trampoline. A sofa is a wardrobe.
  9. I can hang my bras from door handles or draped over the side of the sofa – wherever I happen to take it off – and not have to freak out when I hear someone coming up the stairs
  10. I can fart. Anywhere. Anytime.
  11. The cleanliness of the flat is exactly how I want it
  12. You can stock the fridge with whatever you like – prosecco, brie and prosciutto anyone?
  13. I don’t have to hide my love of Harry Potter — I’m talking pillows, cushions, magnets, throws, pictures, posters and mugs.
  14. I can watch whatever I like on my… well, laptop. Sounds a little risque doesn’t it? I actually mean a Merlin marathon, but okay.
  15. I don’t have to get dressed at the weekends if I don’t want too.
  16. Every day is a pamper day – face mask on, feet in a bowl of a warm water, candles, music. Heaven.
  17. I get to invite who I want into my space. No more housemates late night booty call or creepy older brother. (Uni days were so much fun). My space, my friends.
  18. I get to invite my friends round for drinks and/or dinner! This makes my brownie-self very happy.
  19. The only person I have to fight for the bathroom is the bathroom door – it sticks.
  20. My space is exactly that, my space.

There are, of course, some not-so-wonderful realities of living alone as well: more expenses, no sharing of bills, no sharing of cleaning, no conversation upon arriving home, more reliance of self-entertainment and the general idea that for most of your time you are alone.

But for a loner – which I’ve nearly always been – the pros certainly outweigh the cons. It’s even encouraging me to be more social than when I was flat-sharing.

Let me know your thoughts on living alone. Would you want to? Comment down below.

Love Ellie x

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