Being alone at home is great. Other times I enjoy having people there. It does not have to be only one way or the other
As much as I love occassions when both my mom and brother are out of town, it gets both lonely and slightly scary being by myself at night, being honest.
My elderly mom still likes to make a pot of Chex mix one to two times a year, which she’ll split between two bags, one for me and one for my dad. Can’t say I have much portion control with that. Used to also sometimes make, what’s it called, puppy chow? Similar lack of control on shoveling that into my mouth. Have occasionally grabbed a bag of that Chex, I think they call it muddy buddies, and it’s less messy but also less good.
I wish I never watched sports to begin with. Could have watched so many more movies and listened to so much more music