So for the past couple months, I have been debating if I should move back home to my parents house. I was very back and forth so I made a list of the pros and cons for both..
Pros (of moving home)
- I get to see my friends more then once a week (including my boyfriend)
- I can save money and not have to pay rent and utilities
- I can work more then once a week if I move home
- If and when I do get engaged, I have help to plan it, instead of by myself at college
- I am leaving my dream college behind
- No more sports and intramural games
- I have to live under my parents house and their rules
- Going back to my old college, which sucks
After looking over these lists, I decided to move home. Yes, I am leaving my dream college behind, but I missed my boyfriend and friends more. I didn't have very many friends where I went to college, so I was always alone, and it was boring. By also moving home, I can try and save money..which is a big thing (especially if I plan on getting married and buying a house)
Sooo..This past weekend, my boyfriend and I drove down to my old college to pick up the rest of my belongings from my house. It was a sad day. I lived in my parents house for over 14 years before moving out. A big part of moving out of my parents house was my new room at college. I was lucky enough to find a house where I had a HUGE closet and HARDWOOD floors for my bedroom, which are the two things I always dreamed of!! So saying goodbye was kind of hard.
Now that I am home, I rearranged my room, which looks AWESOME by the way. I am not even near done unpacking everything yet though. I don't have any motivation to do it...It will probably sit there for a while. lol
And now I leave you all with my now OLD room. Who knew I would have this much attachment over a bedroom?
This is when I first moved into it. I loved it!
And my big closet.
This was a picture of me outside of my new house on the day I moved in.
And now..this is what my room looks like. So dark and gloomy. :(
