Home sweet home?

I miss my old house. I miss the awesome gas stove, the large picture window in the living room and even the creaky wood floors upstairs. But I think the thing I miss the most is my own space. I think now more than ever i've realized that i need to have physical space...and silence. I think I was so used to having this before, and now that I don't have much of it....i'm craving it! I crave my alone time more then ever now ( more like Peter, Ana and Rocco time). I guess before, I had control over what was making noise in my house and now that I live with other people, that's not going to happen. Another thing that I miss is being messy. In my own home, I could make all the mess I wanted and just keep it that way till whenever I felt the urge to clean it up. Now that I live in someone elses house, I have to make sure that things are kept clean and tidy. Don't get me wrong...this is a very good thing, but there are moments where I just don't feel like keeping things neat and clean and I just want to veg out and not care. But I have to care b.c it's not my kitchen, those are not my plates, it's not my living room. I feel like i'm in permanant visitors mode, you know....where you are thankful people are letting you stay with them, but your kind of on pins and needles when it comes to their stuff and you are always making sure it's the way they like it because you want to respect their things and you want them to want you back :)
Really though, time has gone by really fast, and before I know it, Peter will be a nurse and we will be in our own little home, probably renting something and we will think back to this time where we lived with people and smile and think " I can't beleive we did that!"