why did i even get a tent?
Before this new lifestyle began, I was living with my parents and two babies (my dogs). We live in a townhouse where there are three floors, but each floor is not that large. It’s a pretty narrow house that is split into three floors. Well, the top floor wouldn’t exactly be considered a living space since it only leads up to our lovely rooftop. We never really used that space. Until, I got so sick of this no privacy lifestyle. I began to realize that I was so irritated by everybody in the house making all kinds of noise.
It was rather fine and not bothersome to me at the very start. I love spending time by myself. In fact, I NEED alone time. I don’t mean just simply letting me do whatever I need to do while not interacting with me directly. I’m talking about physically not being around me. Putting the physical space between me and others. I’ve been finding myself more quiet and relaxed when I was by myself. I get so distracted when people are around me. The second ANYBODY walks into the room that I am in or any space that I am in, I get so triggered. I don’t know why exactly I get so annoyed, but my family is so freaking loud. Their footsteps, slurping, munching… UGH!
I had to focus on my school work since I am coming to an end of my high school career and entering my college phase. I was so irritated by all the noise and movement around me. Already in this agitated and anxious state, I seriously needed a physical space for myself. But how could I make that happen when there literally is no room?
My sisters and my grandmother all came flocking into the house, so that makes six of us with two dogs. Six might not sound like that many to you, but to me it is annoying when there are three bedrooms and no large spaces for me to do anything without being disturbed.
I used to have some sort of strict routine where I would plan out to meditate and exercise, but all of that is gone now that they are here with us. I feel guilty for saying these things. However, they do not seem to understand the importance of having boundaries and not crossing them no matter how many times I tell them.
So, I decided to make my own little space by getting a tent. This tent is actually a lot larger than I had wanted it to be. But that is no problem for me! As long as I am in my own little bubble, then I will be fine. I brought in some cushion and throws to make it more comfy. I even placed boxes inside the tent with my belongings, such as my books and notebooks.
On sunny days, I brought out the tent to the rooftop and settled down inside. I love doing that. Not only do I get the space that I needed, but I also am able to be outside. Speaking of which, I have not stepped outside besides being on the rooftop for about a month or even longer.
Another experience I got out of this tent lifestyle is meeting my neighbor for the first time. It was really nice to see that human interaction still exists, haha. As I was setting the tent up on the roof, my neighbor right across from my house noticed me and shouted “HEY THERE!” and waved his arm wildly to get my attention. I don’t know why I was so delighted to see some complete stranger doing that to me. Maybe it’s because I haven’t spoken to anybody else in person for a long time. When my neighbor greeted me that way, I did the same by waving my hand and smiling as if I were seeing light again after years. It was such a nice and simple interaction that brightened my day. Even as I am writing about that small moment we shared on this post, I am grinning at the thought of how sweet it was. Honestly, this wouldn’t have happened if I did not get this tent for myself. Otherwise, I would have lost my sanity and became the biggest brat in Boston.
how i almost flew with the tent
Yup, you heard that correct.
I am petite. This tent is pretty light and it’s one of those pop-up tents where you throw it into the air and it unfolds. There’s none of the annoying steps you have to follow in order to build it up, which is why I love this tent so much. The bad thing about that is the fact that it’s not built to be so strong. Every slightly strong gust of wind would send the tent flapping in all directions. That’s why I need to bring in all kinds of stuff inside the tent to prevent it from flying away.
Even with those heavy stuff inside the tent, it was still not enough to pull down the tent to stay on the ground. Then one day, I was on the rooftop inside my tent and this insane wind nearly flipped the entire tent to the side. I was baffled by it. That’s not the only insane thing that has happened inside the tent.
After that, I decided to wrap these strings on the tent’s edges to the outdoor chairs and heavy bricks to try to keep it in place. But nope, that didn’t really help much. This time, I actually felt myself jolt up by the force of the winds. It was CRAZY. I couldn’t help but laugh my bottom off. All my stuff inside the tent scattered, which was annoying to pick everything back up and place them inside the boxes and bags. Overall, it was a pretty thrilling experience. hahaha 🙂