Sigh. I've been doing the freelance writer thing, going to school (yikes), trying to be patient, sending out shit tons of job applications, and I'm going a little bonkers.
I just want out of my mom's house.
I like living here, sure. Well, I liked it a lot more when I was a teenager and hadn't had a taste of what it's like to live on my own. My parents are great and we get along fine (mostly), but I miss having my own apartment and being independent! I miss getting to decorate however I want, put the furniture where I want, and if I want to draw the shades and spend the entire day in my underwear I can do it because it's MY HOUSE. And since my boyfriend really hates using air conditioning unless it's 77 degrees or hotter in the house (really.) let's be honest, running around in undies and a cami would be a LOT more comfortable! Also, this is a major perk of being a freelance writer - I can work in my undies! Nanny nanny boo boo.
I also really miss not having garbage cans. No, really. I miss just taking the trash straight out to the dumpster whenever I feel like it and not having to then a week later wheel out a disgusting, vile, smelly trash can to the curb. I don't know why it bothers me so much since in reality it takes what, 5 minutes to take the trash cans out? But I hate it. I loathe those f'ing trash cans like you have no idea. My birthday is in 3 weeks and one of the things I want for my birthday is to get out of trash can duty for a week or two. I hate it that much.
I feel stuck in some sort of broke person's purgatory. My whole life has been working toward a goal and steadily advancing toward something. I did school, I started a career, and from 18 to 23 had a great run of it, being all upwardly mobile and shit. Now I'm about to turn 25 and I am ready and wanting to move on to other chapters of my life - getting married, starting a family in the next few years, etc. but I can't do any of that living with my parents!
UGH. I want to throw a grown-up tantrum. But I'm going to suck it up and go do some more applications...