Welcome to the new and improved Thinking Out Loud! Basically, I don't have time to blog daily about my days so I will now just write my weekly blogs on one single subject. They may sound like essays, but it's what blog usually are.
This week's topic will be about moving out. I'm 19, and still live with my mom. I understand that I have everything here. I don't have to pay bills or pay rent, etc. There's also the fact that I'm totally spoiled. However, I really feel like I need to be more independant rather than always depending on my mom to help me go through with my life. I think that I have been "babied" (so to speak) way too much!! I'm not saying I wasn't raised well... just overly spoiled lol.
Now that I'm in University, I have this urge to go find an apartement to live in and do whatever I want. The only negatives is that with a job at McDonald's and with my spending habit, I probably wouldn't be able to pay everything that I would need to pay and I need to understand that growing up means starting to be more responsible. I know that I'd be able to keep the house clean, but the problem would be the bills.
Something that I had thought of was to get a roommate, but that's not an easy thing. You have to know you want to be with them everyday and not get annoyed by them. I have 2 people in mind that I think I'd enjoy living with. One of them works with me at McDonald's, but she's very close with her mother and I'm pretty sure she wouldn't be interested in living with me. We don't live the same lifestyle at all and there's things that she does that I don't completely agree with. The other person would probably be the best choice, however she's going out of town for school this summer and I still have a few years of school to go through before going to the same town she's going to.
Obviously the conclusion that I've come to is that I still have to wait a few years before I actually move out and find a place of my own. The liberty to decorate the way I want, and just... everything! It's definitely a topic that excites me everytime I think about it, but it's something that I'm still not ready for.
Hopefully, you come back to read my next installement,
Love,
Eric
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