I have mentioned before that I live with my parents and my grandma. Initially, it began as a method to save some money after my roommate decided to move in with her boyfriend.
When I lost my job (loooong painful story), it was a wonderful relief to know I didnÂ’t have to scramble to pay rent or a mortgage.
I have had a lot of people make remarks about my poor parents having to have a grown child back at home. Or how awful it must be for me to live with my parents.
Granted, it is not the most ideal situation. There are times that I would like my privacy or not to have to deal with anyone. There are times that I would like to not have to clean up after 3 other adults.
For the most part, though, it works out fine.
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