So my roommate and I moved out this past weekend and since she and I were a little scared to drive the U-haul, one of our girlfriends decided to volunteer! We decided we didn't need any help from the boys, so it was the three of us lifting and hauling couches and beds into the U-haul. It actually felt kind of liberating - three girls moving all that stuff on our own! It was cute...whenever my friend needed help, she said "Power of three guys, power of three!" Kinda reminded me of Charmed, not that I watch that show or anything. But we did it, even though we were all sore the next day. It was pretty funny though...my friend's parents laughed at us while we were driving away in the U-haul and we even got a smirk from this guy driving by us - three girls sitting in the front seat of a U-haul...yeah, that's right mister! It was an eventful day. Tiring, yes, but very refreshing if that makes sense.
So I'm back home with the parents. It feels like I'm back from college, but I'm not. I haven't lived lived at home in about seven years, so it feels a little strange - I guess this is what not having an income does to you. haha. But it's kind of nice seeing my parents everyday and I don't mind all the home cooked meals either. But I've only been home for about a week, so we'll see how long it'll last...
