I'm the Oldest Sibling and I Own My House Now.

So yeah, I’m the oldest sibling and we just had a family gathering at my place last week. It was wild because everyone kept reminding me how much of a momma’s boy I am but now they’re all coming to visit me instead of going home after dinner. And honestly, it feels weird seeing them underfoot in what used to be our shared living space and is now fully mine. The funny thing is, my parents still treat me like a kid even though I’m the first one out of college with my own place, but hey, who am I to complain? It’s not like I haven’t complained before or anything, just about different things now. So yeah, life is good and weird all at once. And to be honest, while everyone else was dropping by for a quick visit, I kind of found myself sneaking off to the spare room to eat leftover pizza in peace. It’s not that I’m antisocial, it’s more like sometimes you just need a break from being the big brother or sister who has to entertain and host.