at sixteen i told myself by my mid-twenties i wanted to have a career and be married with two children. now, at twenty five, i'm just praying my card isn't declined at target.

Mi Casa...Mom's Casa?

Remember the post about hangovers? (If not, please go and read now.) Well, I'm sporting a pretty nice one as I type these words. The difference with this one is that I am talking about it with my mother. 

Because I still live with my parents. 

Moving back in post-grad is the best AND worst thing that can happen to you. The rent is free and the fridge is stocked, but you have to deal with a lecture on occasion.

The best part of not living with parents is I don’t have to justify everywhere I go. The worst is having to pay to live somewhere.
— Erica

Moving out seems like such a simple task, until you realize there is a bill for literally everything. I don't get free groceries anymore? WHAT KIND OF CRUEL WORLD IS THIS?! Nowadays, millennials are moving out and realizing just how cruel, (expensive), the real world is. However, this isn't a financial blog so I will let you figure that out on your own. Leaving your parents house is a rite of passage that truly marks adulthood. 

Moving out you get to find yourself. You find out what you like or don’t like independent of your family.
— Laura

Leaving the safety of your nest isn't solely about getting away from your parents. Leaving the nest is the only way you can learn to fly. Trust me I am WELL aware of how cliche I sound, but it does the job. And by flying I mean not having to come home at 8 in the morning with your mother telling you that you smell like a distillery. It's the little things. 

I chose to move back in with my family after leaving college. Alright well I didn't really choose, I literally had to. When you graduate FUNemployed as I did, it's just your only option. Coming back in was a very interesting adjustment. I stopped really asking them for permission to do things. I basically just let them know that I will be going out and depending on the number of drinks I may or may not make it back. I'm courteous. 

I've anticipated leaving my parents house once I get to 25 and my time is running out. I've started to really cherish those random moments I share with my family, but I also want to stab them on occasion . However, that's pretty standard for just about anyone that is lucky enough to spend a lot time with family. That's what they're here for. Sure moving out will mean later nights, rent, cooking, rent, actually keeping a living space clean and rent. Did I mention paying rent? But I get to find out who I really am. 

I get to fly. 

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