That being said, my mother seems pretty sad about the whole ordeal. We had a conversation the other day that went a little something like this:
Mom: "You know... I never told you that you had to move out or leave."
Me: "I know, Mom. But it's time. It will be fine."
Mom: "You can still change your mind and stay. I just want you to stay."
My poor mother. I will be living 10-15 minutes away from her. It's not as if I am skipping town or the country. It is definitely a little bittersweet. I will miss a lot about living at home.
- Watching "our shows" with my mother.
- Annoying my brother.
- My cats.
- My overly girly purple bedroom that I've made adorable over the years.
- Laundry for free.
- My family.
- My cats that are staying here because they love the house and the dog.
- My mother annoying me in the morning because I am a grump and she's overly chipper in the morning.
- My backyard.
- Not having to worry about making dinner because it will always be made for me. (As awful as that is.)
- Knowing someone else is always here if I hear a weird noise.
The best part about living 10-15 minutes from home? I CAN COME BACK AND ANNOY THEM ALL ANYTIME I WANT. I am also looking forward to inviting them over for dinner, having my own Christmas tree, and having a place that is all me.
What a sap post this was.
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