Since ive been living back at my dads temporarily ive made a new friend! He always seems to enjoy chilling on my bed more than anywhere else in the house, and keeps trying to lick my face, ignoring the fact that dogs do that, NOT CATS!
He’s a dude though (as long as he doesnt take a dump on my bed)
So over the last year or so, ive been living in a place of my own. The independance meant everything to me, and the time i was there was great; the parties, the booze, and the general good times.
A couple weeks back i decided to move back to my dads house and let the flat go. This wasnt because i couldnt afford it, it was more due to the fact that it was pointless me living in such a huge place all to myself where i could be living somewhere a little smaller for less money. So for the mean time im staying put back at my dads to get my savings back up and once thats done i’ll be looking to move into a smaller, cheaper flat!
"It feels like i’ve taken a step back, but in the long run, ill be making a huge leap forward"