Some... Interesting News

I'm moving out of my parent's house. Again.

And I'm terrified, but it feels right. When I moved out at 18 years old my boyfriend was making pretty good money, and I was excited to be on our own. I felt freedom in an entirely new way. Running my own home was amazing and I loved everything about it.

Due to many circumstances, the biggest one being money and job loss, we moved back into my parent's house about a year ago. I have found it difficult to be living with my parent's now that I've had that experience. There is often conflict and arguements over simple things between my little family (Nick, Sid and I) and my parent's family (Mom, Dad, sister and niece). We have different tastes in food, different schedules, ways of cleaning, decorating, organizing, parenting, cooking, playing ... Just about everything! And because this isn't "my house", as my dad so often liked to remind me, I don't have a lot of say in things.

I'm not trying to complain, I am beyond grateful for my mom's support and will always be thankful, but I feel it's time to get out on our own again.

This time we have very little money, but I found a cute little duplex in a century old home that we should be able to afford, and I instantly fell in love with it. It's everything I want in an apartment and I can't wait to start my "new" life there. Actually, I don't have too much longer to wait because we move May 1!

So, if you've noticed my lack of online activity you now know why. Over the next little while I will still continue blogging but because I won't have my own internet connection for a bit it won't be quite as often. Probably closer to 3-5 times a week instead of every day. 

Thanks,
Cole