How fun is apartment decorating?! I am so, unbelievably happy that my roommate is as OCD and color coordinated as I am. Our apartment is going to look fucking sweet.
When I'm not terrified of how quickly this is all coming up, I am simply ecstatic to be moving out. Not because living at home with my parents is horrible. It's actually quite the opposite. When I say that I'm ready to move out and be an adult, I don't say it because I can't wait to be away from my family. That part of it actually makes me sad. I work with my mother, so it won't be as big of a shock in that respect and my dad travels a lot for business so I'm used to that too, but sometimes it's very comforting to know that I'm coming home to my family house - regardless of whether or not they are home - so that part is going to be sad. However, I know the door is always open for me to walk in and sit with them or talk to them or work out in the garage. It will always be my home and no matter how many times they joke around saying I can't come back as often as I'd like to visit, I know they're lying.
Mostly.
Song of the day: Paint the Silence - South
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