Move in, move out aaaaaand move in again

Anyways, hopefully this week my cousin and I will be able to move in to our apartment. We will call it: Party Central!! 

This will be the second time living with someone else but somehow living with him, I fear for my health and safety a little bit. He has been here for a little over a month and lets just say that it has been crazy. I haven’t had a quiet day, no hanging out on my couch. Every weekend out in the pub then the club. I am tired. Now he has started his job today so I am happy. Now he has to take it easy!!

All the things that you take for granted when you live with your parents… I had no idea…
All of a sudden my dinner wasn’t ready when I got home from work and guess what, my laundry was also still there and the plates that I didn’t clean the night before? Yes also still there. Was my fridge full of food? No of course not. Those are just a few things that now you have to do yourself.

After a while you get used to the things and theyre not as much of a hassle but, my lord, isn’t it wonderful when the parents show up for a weekend and dad will cook dinner and mom will just randomly start cleaning (not sure if thats a sign, I consider myself to be a clean but messy person). AAAAND when they leave your stuck with the empty loneliness that is called young adulthood?

Every weekend would be either lazy or busy or a mix of both. Party on Friday and relax on Saturday and then go out again on Sunday afternoon. Hectic but lots of fun specially ( I think) if it’s the first time that you are experiencing all of this.

At the moment all my stuff is at my grandmothers and in my uncles car. I almost break my neck 4 times a day, I never realised how much stuff you can gather in a year. Specially shoes… I apparently have lots of shoes… And only one pair of feet…

Lets hope we can move soon!!