I have officially joined the ranks of adulthood! My sister and I have left the nest, much to my parent’s surprise. We had insisted that we were going to move out but they thought that we wouldn’t ever actually do it or find somewhere that would let us have her dog, Phoebe.
Well on my second day home from school we found a place! Which was lucky because I hadn’t even unpacked my stuff yet. It’s an adorable little 2-bedroom one-bath house with a fenced in yard. Conveniently located only 2 blocks from my parent’s home.
At first they were a little shocked that we had actually gone out and done it without their help. We worked out a deal with our landlord then called and told my parents about it.
It’s fun to actually start to be a grown-up! And by fun I mean I have to run all over town trying to find the right offices so we don't get our electricity or water turned off. But we have really decided that we want to do it on our own without our parents holding our hands. (Though my Dad can still hold my hand occasionally if he would like to).
So far we haven't had any major problems with anything we can't fix. We haven't starved to death which is amazing because the first four days the only thing in the fridge was my sister's boyfriends case of beer, Dr. Pepper and an old pizza.
We have also been so lucky as to have a landlord that pretty much gives us free reign. She allowed us to repaint as long as it was a neutral color and we can even have our dog at the house. It's a pretty sweet deal.
How old were you all when you left the nest and was it hard?