Why do we move out of our parents' home?
For the life of me, I can't figure out why I'm paying upwards of $1,000 a month on a mortgage, eating cans of soup for dinner and handling a household of chores all by my lonesome? I'm not complaining. I'm just sayin'.
Wouldn't it make more sense to be living under my parents' roof where the meals are nutritious; the food is plentiful, and there's always someone to keep me company? The chores would be shared (with me taking the majority, of course), and I could hand over what I spend in mortgage payments to my parents.
Now, doesn't that make perfect sense?
I'm sure I had a good reason to move out, but I can think of few now.
Initially, I guess we want freedom. We want to be able to come and go as we please. We want to prove we can make it on our own. However, I'm at the point where that's no longer a question. I moved out of my parents' home nearly 10 years ago, and I've never been arrested, and the one time I spent a night on a park bench it was by choice. So, I'm good.
So, what I want now -- more than a sense of independence -- is a home cooked meal. Okay, maybe I'm just hungry.
Is there any aspect of living with the parents that you miss? They'll never read this, so tell the truth.
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