Life After Moving Out For The First Time
In a few blog post back, I mentioned how at the end of 2017, I had officially moved out of my mom's house. Talk about major adulting move right there. I've been wanting to write about this experience from moving out, my roommate, life with "real bills", and the excitement. My best friend and I had been talking about moving out for a couple of months and we were both ready to get our own place! Luckily, she decided to buy a house and asked me to move in with her and of course my answer was yes. So here are two girls in their 20's and still in school, moving out for the first time. We knew nothing about gas/ electric, cable, and water payments because our parents had taken care of that our whole life's (shoutout to mom and dad). Who knew the trash went out that many times a week!
It's been almost 3 months of living on my own and it has been an amazing time. I had a lot of freedom once I entered my twenties but it's nice not being questioned where you're going and stuff (no offense mom). I now have my own life and I truly enjoy it. This was something I have always wanted to do and I am so blessed to get to do it with an amazing friend.
Finding someone to move in with is not always easy. I remember being in high school and planning moving in with friends and such. Even some of my closest friends now I could not really see myself living with them. My roommate and I literally just click and we are so easy going that everything just flows. We have weekly meetings to talk and make sure we're both doing ok and if anything needs to change. Even though we live together, we both give each other space. We have vacationed together before and that gave us a glimpse of what it would be like if we were to someday move in together.
Moving out is such an exciting/nerve wrecking experience. I like being able to stock the fridge with the things I like. I love being able to sleep in on the weekends without being woken up to clean (if your hispanic, you understand this struggle). Aside from all the good things, it can pretty nerve wrecking and scary. I was really anxious/ nervous when I moved out. Was i really leaving the nest? Would i be able to survive, pay bills, and still enjoy life? Who would check if I had a fever or make me soup when I'm sick? I don't have my mom 10 feet from me anymore to check up on me and that scared the crap out of me. I am lucky to have my mom live 5 minutes away from though.
UPDATE: I still have life regardless of bills and rent! I am blessed to have such a great paying job. I have been able to travel, shop, eat out (on a budget), and enjoy time with friends. You cut back a lot when you first start figuring out what you have money for and what you don't. It's either that new purse or our electric haha? It's adulting 101. You learn to be more organized with your money and also start really saving.
I sometimes miss going to my moms house and having dinner ready or not having to worry about taking out the trash (which I always forget). It's all fun and games until you have to do it yourself. I come home from work exhausted and realize that I still need to cook dinner. Now for real, I dont get how moms clean, cook, take care of the household, and go to work. We owe you moms our life! I sometimes rather not eat because I dont want to cook or clean.
I feel that moving out has really matured myself. I have grown so much in the last few months and it makes me really proud of how far I've come. Even though I pay bills and buy groceries, you learn to actually enjoy doing this stuff. So here's to adulting! I hope this inspires you to maybe move out and start your own journey. Happy Wednesday!