I have got to move out of my house

I love my family. Love my parents and everything. Put that doesn’t mean I would like to put roads, street signs, maybe a highway or two, and a lock and key in between us. It’s just time.

I know I keep taking about turning 25 and I promise I’m not one of those girls that is obsessed with age. I’m just obsessed with this one. Turning 25 is a big deal. I mean, I’m half-way through my 20s. I should probably, you know, be a little established or at least not be living at my parents house. Not paying rent. Or bills.

By my birthday I want to be out of the house and making a name for myself. That’s only in 5 months. Totally doable. Right? Right.

Current Read: Admission by Jean Hanff Korelitz. It’s a fantastically smart book. The writing is perfectly constructed and the story moves along effortlessly. Currently on chapter 6 and cannot read it fast enough.