This is my first blog post in a very long time, I fell off for a while.. But I am back, for the moment.
I want to share my newest experience, one of the biggest stepping stones of my adult life thus far... A new house, our own house! But to do so, I should probably go back to.. eh, not the beginning, but a little farther back than where I am now.
So, around mid to end February, I moved in with my best friend, and by moved in I mean I went over there one night and just.. Never left lol. We did pretty much everything together. I lived in her room, we went to school together, we had class together, and we spent most of our time at home bullshitting with one another about everything and nothing all at once. I have known her since middle school and spent a good portion of high school with her day in and day out.. So this was like a Sophomore year repeat for us. For a little while, her boyfriend lived with us as well, three people, one room.. Can we all say NO SPACE?
After about a month, he moved into his parents old house a couple miles away.. Fast forward to May 13, we got kicked out.. Stressed on where we would end up, her boyfriend told us we could stay with him until we figured out our situation. He had already been in need of roommates to help make rent and was single handedly cleaning up after the mess the previous tenants had left behind. The day after we came to the house, our other best friend comes to visit us. After a little while of talking and showing her the house, we informed her that there was another room available in the house that her and her boyfriend could move into if they wanted and we could all just live together and keep the house. After her boyfriend got off of work, we talked to them both and they agreed they would move in the next day.
This was an exciting process for us three girls because we have all wanted to live together since middle school and had actually had plans to get an apartment together the beginning of this year that fell through due to financial imbalance. Now, here we are a week into June, still together in our new house, making ends meet in the best possible we can. It hasn't always been easy, though. There have been rough patches and stressers, but nevertheless we are still on our own. We have done, and will do, anything we can or have to do to keep our house OURS. We have two cats, one decided to get excited and runaway.., a dog and a hamster. We have truly turned this house into a home, one that we can all enjoy and be ourselves in.
Everyday is something new and exciting over here, and we maintain a level of respect that is hard for a lot of others for our age and situations. But to be fully honest, I haven't been happier to move in my life. I did a lot of bouncing around all through my childhood and teen years, and was in a lot of bad and uncomfortable situations. Now, we all have our own rooms, a yard, new furniture, and a new start at our lives as young adults. We have received a lot of help and support from friends and family, and it has really given us the push we needed to get started. Things are far from perfect, but one thing that we will always have is each other, and that's really all we need.
