What happens when you live with your parents until you're 21?
You go insane (go, go, go insane).
Then when you move out, and experience freedom.... Its wonderful! Even though you do not have roommate yet, and your parents stop by nearly every day it seems. Its still wonderful, nothing will take away from that.
Until you know, you start paying rent. That'll be scary.
I'm not looking forward to that day.
Like, at all.
Not one bit.
But moving out has also prompted a side of me that has long past been forgotten.
(Kinda).
Homemaker, cook-y, me!
Its really a work in progress.
And I really wish I had gotten documentation from the past two weeks of being in that house alone. Picture documentation. Of all the exciting happenings in my life. But alas, I did not.
Oh well, that's besides the point. Or at least it will be after the first few initial posts.
My hopes for this blog?
Document my adventures.
Living with roommates, cooking food on my own, conquering the demons that preside in the house.
I hope you enjoy those adventures with me.
