We moved into the apartment we live in nine years ago.
It is also the third place in my life where I have stayed.
First was my parents' apartment, second is my cottage and third is this apartment.
This apartment is our place to escape, our refuge 🙂
We incorporated a part of ourselves into it. Our wishes and our needs.
While we were preparing the apartment for moving in, I made some of the furniture myself: closet (the wardrobe where our underpants lives 🙂), kitchen...
We chose the furniture ourselves according to our wishes...
Everything in it was selected with a lot of love and attention.
And that's why we both love this place of ours.
When we travel somewhere, we usually stay in hotels of a higher category, however, when we return to our apartment, we are happy because it is "Our place".

When I was at my parent's house, as a kid, I threw a lot of parties. On that occasion, many people came to my apartment (at one time there were over 60 of us). Now that I live in this (small) apartment of ours, that is no longer the case.
There is no space for so many people, and honestly, we don't even have that many friends whom I would allow to move around the whole apartment.
To it we invite only rare people (selected), our friends with whom we visit each other.

I don't like unannounced visits to the point of rarely even answering the door when the doorbell rings.

It's the same case with me 🙂
I don't like unannounced visits.
And when guests (friends) come to us, they come at the exact agreed time. I don't like them to come before the agreed time, nor to be more than 30 minutes late (which is actually not even according to etiquette).