Responsibility

It creeps...slowly...creepin'...creepin'...

Over the years I feel it, I see it, it hits me and I run, I bump into it...aaahhhh...go away!

It's responsibility.

I am becoming more and more responsible. Finally, after all these years of avoiding and being scared. Oh, I miss the days of quitting jobs to go to a show. I miss going on a week long camping trip, taking road trips at the spur of the moment and all that really fun stuff. I miss not worrying about bills, health insurance, car maintainance and all kinds of other "grown-up" things. Oh, well, I have had my fun. Now I have to be responsible and find fun elsewhere.

I am staying at my parent's house for the summer before moving to where I'll be attending school. I have been saving up my money for an apartment, deposit, moving costs, etc. I will be living alone so it will be pretty expensive. I thought it all through and came to the decision that it is best for me to stay at my parent's until second semester starts (January). Then I can continue to save money and actually have some in the bank after I move; instead of moving in September and not having a dime after the move.

I now think thoughts like..."I'm going to need furniture after giving mine away"..."What if my car breaks down after I move"..."I'm going to need an internet connection"...I don't dig it so much but at the same time it feels empowering.

One of the big advantages of staying home for first semester...

I can finally visit my best friend out in Colorado. She has been in Fort Collins for almost 3 years now (god, has it been that long already?) and I haven't been able to afford a visit. Maybe in August near my birthday I can fly out there.

edit- she has been in CO for two years (whew).