I’m mostly seeing this blog as a “get to know me blog” and since I really like to tell stories, even if they are pointless, and I really like to rant, here it goes.
This is a glimpse of my household.
"No more Easter bunny for you! No more Easter baskets, no more candy, you're 21." my mother tries to be serious. My sister and I laugh, she’s not fooling anyone. We’re the babies and we know it, well besides our family dog that seems to be of royal descent. No joke, this dog gets monthly doctor visits, while I haven’t been to the doctors since it was required freshmen year of high school. If you don’t believe me about how spoiled he really is you should see his “throne” as I like to refer to it. It consists of a dog bed (like any dog should have), multiple throw blankets, a pillow (that says Please Feed the Animals), a sheet, a towel (to tuck him in), a bathrobe (don’t ask), and my favorite, a down blanket. He is by far the favorite.
My first response (in my head of course) to my mother’s comment about no longer loving her children, is “mother I am not 21, if I was 21 I would spend a whole lot less time here and a lot more time going out with all my friends who are all now 21.”
I've been hearing for about three years now that I will no longer be getting Easter baskets, Valentine's Day chocolates, birthday presents, or gift's from Santa. I have yet to see any of these amazing things come to an end and I don’t plan on it happening till I move out. When I make a comment about the topic, the response is, from my mother and my father, “find a boyfriend to buy you these things, it’s no longer our job.” I didn’t realize there comes a point in life in which you no longer feel the need to spoil your babies. I guess I’m already quite spoiled living at home anyway.
Yes, I sadly still live with my parents. I remember being a freshman in college and thinking, “wow what a loser he still lives with his parents and he’s 21.” Now I’m that loser but I’m not alone. I’ve seen many articles popping up about students that live at home even after attending college; we’re considered the “Boomerang generation.” Who’s to blame? When in doubt always blame the economy since it’s in the hole and it just keeps getting deeper. How anyone pays for school loans, along with all the other expenses that are necessary to live on your own is beyond me.
What is the real reason I haven’t considered getting an apartment? I like to think of it as my mother not being emotionally ready for me to move out. I’m the first born and once I move out, I’m afraid my mother won’t know what to do with herself, my sister may be a handful but she’s no me. That is definitely (hint of sarcasm) the main reason why I have yet to move out, when people I ask, I always say “well I’m student, so it’s ok.” Which I know is ridiculous; many students have their own place and work multiple jobs on top of going to school, I am obviously not one of them. Plus I really like my room, and I can do what I want, when I want. Hopefully I’m not the next Failure to Launch or anything but for now I will milk it till I can.
Welcome to my World,