Sometimes it can take awhile before your place of residence feels like home.
I had my "Eureka! I'm home!" moment around 1:00 AM this morning. I frequently get up in the middle of the night to use the restroom, and have to turn on the bathroom light to avoid stubbing my toe, taking out the shower curtain, failing to put the lid up before going (OK, eww- for the record, I've never failed to put the lid up before going...at least when sober...), etc...
Last night, however, I stumbled out of bed in the darkness to use the restroom, and successfully found the toilet paper without needing to turn the light on!
Going to the bathroom in the middle of the night without needing a light= home. It's the little things that make my day.
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