I did it. I moved home. Dear God, help me.
It was a move that I thought about for months. Could I live with it? Pros? Cons? And so on. But in the end decided that it would be in my best financial interest to move home temporarily. The sheer amount of money I will save (think, no rent, no electric bill, no water bill, and so much more) is intoxicating. I'm hoping to save like crazy and make a large dent in my student loan bills.
It will be fine. I'm living with my Dad in the house I grew up in. It's very different than when I was growing up of course. I come and go as I please. I buy my own food (I'm a pretty picky eater). I have a boyfriend, and I'm at his house sometimes 4-5 nights a week. So, all in all, it's still a situation that allows 100% freedom.
But still, I'm 26. And I moved home.
Crap.
2 comments:
Oh hell. It's fine. It's wonderful to be able to go home when you need to. I wrote a little about that today myself.
Enjoy the situation.
I will try. It just feels like I'm a bit defeated. But I've got years ahead of me...so I'm looking at the always there silver lining. Thanks :) It's nice to have another Mama's perception.
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