That feeling when you get your first:

I'm at that age where I'm moving from place to place , though I lingered at my father's for a few years prior,

I love that feeling when you get more pieces of furniture for the first time, that'll really be useful, like I have a tall standing lamp, or now that I've just got my own bed, instead of just using beds from said house, and I might be getting my own fridge!

Being someone that questioned myself ever being mentally healthy enough to ever be independent, getting my own fridge, my own bed, even my own lamp, fills me with joy because I have something to call my own in my reality of living in various temporary places