It all draws to a close...
Jan. 13th, 2002 02:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
In a few hours, I'll be moving...
I know that moving in with my folks is my only option right now, and saves me a lot of hassle, but I'll be giving up a lot of the independence I've had living here in NYC.
Keeping my own hours? Gone.
Not having to deal with my family other than on my own terms? Gone.
It bothers me, and while I know it's temporary, I'm not sure exactly how temporary it's gonna be.
So far, provided I find a job fairly quickly, I'll be moving into an apartment with my friend Jimmy in a decent amount of time, but finding a job right now feels like a big if.
It'll be good, I'm sure.
I know that moving in with my folks is my only option right now, and saves me a lot of hassle, but I'll be giving up a lot of the independence I've had living here in NYC.
Keeping my own hours? Gone.
Not having to deal with my family other than on my own terms? Gone.
It bothers me, and while I know it's temporary, I'm not sure exactly how temporary it's gonna be.
So far, provided I find a job fairly quickly, I'll be moving into an apartment with my friend Jimmy in a decent amount of time, but finding a job right now feels like a big if.
It'll be good, I'm sure.
Re: Hey, c'mon!
Date: 2002-01-13 10:35 pm (UTC)It's not so much me staying out late that's a concern so much as staying up late at home, with my light-sleeping family. If I so much as type too loudly, I wake someone up. I'll deal, it's no biggie...
You should *always* deal with your family on your own terms. No one can make you deal with anything before you're ready unless you're letting them push you around. Don't let them.
Yes, but when I was in New York, and my family was annoying me, I could just hang up the phone, close the e-mail, and vent to my friends. Here, I don't really have any me-space that I can go to easily. No door to shut with a "Do not disturb" sign on it.
I'm not worried about a job, just annoyed at the prospect of searching.
After all, who'da thunk we'd make it to see a year anniversary?
Oh, I know. The whole world's against us, m'dear. :-)
(my friends are really psyched about February, by the by...)