M.E. and I had been thinking of moving in together in a flat in the city this July. Truth is, I don't really WANT to move out; I'm confortable at my parents, it allows me to save money (that I can use to travel), and they have cable, a widescreen TV and a LOT of room. But hell, I'm going to be thirty in a few years, so I have to become more independant. I'm starting to be ashamed of saying I still stay at my parents. And there are good sides to moving out too, like being closer to work and having the chance to decorate my own place and finally getting to use all the stuff I bought for that specific occasion that has been packed for years in the back of my wardrobe. And M.E. really needs to move back out because she has lots of allergies due to her parent's cats.
However, she called me this morning (woke me at the ungodly hour of 9:00, I had to call her back from work), obviously fevered, and suggested that instead, we leave on a long, long backpacking trip together this fall, after I had time to gather some money. We could work in Australia for a few months, then move up to Asia and India where one can stay a long time for very little $$, then take a plane for South America, or North Africa (my suggestion).
*THUD*
It's nowhere near decided. Hell, we talked about this maybe 10 minutes on the phone, with no set plans, and I don't even know if I'll be working enough hours this summer to make a decent amount of money. Doing this won't further my career or help me decide what I want said career to be, and it's going to delay things if I want to go back to school or get my teeth straightened. Plus, that means I'll still be living at my parents at the time of the 10-year high school reunion this summer (if it happens) and M.E. will have to tough out the cats several months longer, too. All very valid reasons not to do it. I probably shouldn't.
Screw reason. I'm already writing down my luggage list. :-D
However, she called me this morning (woke me at the ungodly hour of 9:00, I had to call her back from work), obviously fevered, and suggested that instead, we leave on a long, long backpacking trip together this fall, after I had time to gather some money. We could work in Australia for a few months, then move up to Asia and India where one can stay a long time for very little $$, then take a plane for South America, or North Africa (my suggestion).
*THUD*
It's nowhere near decided. Hell, we talked about this maybe 10 minutes on the phone, with no set plans, and I don't even know if I'll be working enough hours this summer to make a decent amount of money. Doing this won't further my career or help me decide what I want said career to be, and it's going to delay things if I want to go back to school or get my teeth straightened. Plus, that means I'll still be living at my parents at the time of the 10-year high school reunion this summer (if it happens) and M.E. will have to tough out the cats several months longer, too. All very valid reasons not to do it. I probably shouldn't.
Screw reason. I'm already writing down my luggage list. :-D
2 comments:
I've never even met you and I know you'll be off to Australia soon. It sounds very exciting. I wish I was more adventurous but my adventures only happen on paper. Probably just as well as I write crime fiction. You're welcome to take a little trip over to my blog, while you're waiting to set off to more distant continents.
OMG I almost fell off my chair when I saw I had a comment. I haven't even told my friends I had a blog. How did you find me?? LOL. Thanks for taking the time to read my musings. Crime fiction sounds interesting; Ii'll try to drop by your blog and have a look!
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