living with my parents
Well, I don't have too long to write because I have to be at work in 20 minutes, but I've just started using the starbucks reward card and so I get up to two free hours on the internet for free. So I have decided to embrace this generosity and attempt to start blogging every morning. This will take place of me napping in the parking lot of Starbucks every morning. If i leave earlier from my house, traffic isn't so horrible. The only catch is that I get to Seattle about an hour before I start working. This is going to be great. :)
I've been living with my parents over the past week and I have this week as well until I officially move into my new apartment. And let me just tell you what I've learned over this past week: My parents and I were not meant to live together. :) I just cringe when they say things sometimes. I strongly dislike half the things they say or do so it's been frustrating having to hold in my negative words and attitude towards it. I know that it will cause nothing but arguments or hurt feelings. So instead I bite my lip and remove myself from the room. They are who they are I guess. It's funny how I didn't expect this. It shows me how much I've grown or changed even in the past year. Interesting. Ok, well I should head to work so I'm not late!
peace.

3 Comments:
I totally know the living with parents thing. I could never put my finger on the difference between then and now.
I think there was something about being independent and responsible to no one then to suddenly have to come back to their domain and feel like you have to spend time with them and let them know where you are going, etc.
Long story short. I know... I have been there!
tru dat sheri!
Haha! I can't imagine you not getting along with anyone, but I guess it's possible. ;) So funny, Ames! I'm thrilled that you and Rachael got your own new place--that's going to be a blast!
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