I’ve talked about it before but one club I’m a proud member of is the living at home in your 20s club. It can be a wild ride. I mean maybe for some people it’s all calm, cool, and collected but at my house it’s far from that. It’s quite the opposite, it’s all crazy, insane, and loud. I have a love-hate relationship with it and although I wish I could move out, that’s just not in the cards right now ($$$) so I’m stuck at home with my parents.
The one thing that has been annoying me lately is the fact that I’m beginning to believe my parents have a better social life than me. Just last night, Friday night, you’d think I’d have something going on right, I’m young in my 20s, why not go out and do something, but nope. Guess what my night consisted of. Driving my parents out to their parties they had going on. And ya, good for them, I’m happy they have a good social life but c’mon, that did sting a bit. I felt like an Uber driver, picking them up and dropping them off. I guess it’s payback for all the driving they had to do for me in high school.
The other thing that’s been getting on my nerves lately is the fact that I’m 21. I have all my freedom to do whatever however there still is a bit of that understated judgement when I get home from the bars late. Of course I always pull out the “hey you were 21 once too” card, but I’m beginning to think I’ve over used it. It’s a funny thing when you’re getting home late yet its considered all fine but just 4 years ago in highschool I would’ve gotten screamed at for coming home that late. It’s fun to watch the dynamics change.
I mean the fun part now is I have some built in drinking buddies, we’re both home from a long day, let’s crack open that bottle of wine and see where their night takes us. Usually the night just takes us to reality TV and in bed by 9 (riveting right?) but still something to do.
But hey, honestly I’ll take it and I’m happy. If this is the worst I have to deal with I’m considering myself pretty lucky. And I’m saving money, being financially responsible and soon enough I’ll be on my own wishing I could go back to the days where I had home cooked meals to look forward to at the end of the day.