Moving day...
May. 29th, 2005 05:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
missroseroseToday we really started packing and moving in earnest. We haven't really done a whole lot of furniture moving (all the truck places in town were either rented out or closed today), but we've got a truck lined up for tomorrow and hopefully Danél and Donna's help if I can recruit them. At the moment we've mostly just got kitchen stuff over there, and the kitchen itself is nearly finished...it actually looks like someone's kitchen, believe it or not. Brian's mother gave us all sorts of pots and pans and canisters and whatnot, so things are pretty cheery looking. The rest of what's over there is mostly just my junk that's been sitting in the garage since I moved in. It's nice not to feel like I'm taking up all that space anymore.
Brian's been having a bit of a hard time adjusting to the idea of moving, which I can understand - he wants to have our own place, but he's lived in this house with his mother for something like the last 10 years. I've sort of gotten used to moving around a lot these past few years -- moving from Anchorage to Barrow to Fairbanks to Barrow to Juneau sort of did that -- but he's still in the whole "I grew up in this house" place. I'm sure he'll be all right, though...I'd hate to have to rob a bank so I can buy the house back for the sake of his mental sanity. ;)
As for me, I'm mostly just looking forward to having our own place so I won't feel like I'm mooching off of his mother. Instead I'll be mooching off of my mother for rent.
Which brings me to something else I've been dealing with a bit lately...I guess I'd sort of figured that by the time I was 21-22 I'd be supporting myself. But if I want to finish school in the next three years and not in debt then the best option is for my mother to keep helping me...which she's perfectly willing to do, so long as I'm making decent grades. I don't feel like that much of a mooch, really, but I'm beginning to wonder if I'm ever going to make this whole "adult" status...
I really wish our culture had some sort of rite of passage where you were either a child or an adult. Here it seems we've practically blurred the line to the point where most people aren't ever sure when they've made the leap...
Brian's been having a bit of a hard time adjusting to the idea of moving, which I can understand - he wants to have our own place, but he's lived in this house with his mother for something like the last 10 years. I've sort of gotten used to moving around a lot these past few years -- moving from Anchorage to Barrow to Fairbanks to Barrow to Juneau sort of did that -- but he's still in the whole "I grew up in this house" place. I'm sure he'll be all right, though...I'd hate to have to rob a bank so I can buy the house back for the sake of his mental sanity. ;)
As for me, I'm mostly just looking forward to having our own place so I won't feel like I'm mooching off of his mother. Instead I'll be mooching off of my mother for rent.
Which brings me to something else I've been dealing with a bit lately...I guess I'd sort of figured that by the time I was 21-22 I'd be supporting myself. But if I want to finish school in the next three years and not in debt then the best option is for my mother to keep helping me...which she's perfectly willing to do, so long as I'm making decent grades. I don't feel like that much of a mooch, really, but I'm beginning to wonder if I'm ever going to make this whole "adult" status...
I really wish our culture had some sort of rite of passage where you were either a child or an adult. Here it seems we've practically blurred the line to the point where most people aren't ever sure when they've made the leap...
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Date: 2005-05-29 07:32 pm (UTC)I wish you the best with moving.
Aye. We don't have so many things cultures used to have (myths, rites of passage, certain arts, etc.) anymore, and I quite miss them. Sure, it's nice getting to hear about them and see them now a days (and sometimes imitating them) but it's just not the same.